Neverwinter Forest ukiallik

"no!" the duck said more swiftly, more sharply than she had meant. she clamped her lips, took a breath, shook her head. "i will take flesh from him as i did the tupilak if he returns."

it was a wonder she would spare him at all. he had been so loved by the cloudberry painter. and his face would perhaps one day be reflected in those of his children.

not his children. they were those of her sister. and they belonged also to moonglow. aiolos would be their father.

"i only want to breathe the air before it turns to ice, kiggavik." before it had been grief which drove moonwoman. now it was anger.