Bramblepoint suli ∏

Like all the times she had listened to her mother's stories before, Sialuk leaned in and listened, putting together small pieces of anaa's past life. She wished that she could truly know what her mother had been like then, but this was likely as close as she was going to get to that. From what Sialuk understood, no blood family of her mother's still walked the earth except for Sialuk and her brother, and they had been made after she had come from the island.

She tried to imagine this aunt of hers and how she might have fit into Sialuk's own life if she had still been with them. She would have liked to have known her, just as her mother explained that her aunt would have liked to know Sialuk herself. Alas, that was not the way of the world, and Sialuk could only know her through the veil that was her mother's tales.