1/11/2025, 6:16 AM
sandwiched between a beautiful woman and a friend—if this was heaven, this was more than he ever could have expected. that said, the pain was too acute for the afterlife; his head hurt, and his limbs still ached from the frantic paddling to shore.
it was happening more often, apparently. the ice was thinner than ever; the more daring hunters spoke of it.
his head swiveled, turning toward valeska.
he staggered between the pair as they transported him onward and upward, his bulky pale body swaying, pawprints left awry in the sand behind him.
hunting, friend,jorma explained, nodding.
getting to the seals—and then the ice cracked beneath my paws. and i fell into the sea.
it was happening more often, apparently. the ice was thinner than ever; the more daring hunters spoke of it.
his head swiveled, turning toward valeska.
are you a hunter?he queried. he smiled gently.
or just a rescuer of lost souls?
he staggered between the pair as they transported him onward and upward, his bulky pale body swaying, pawprints left awry in the sand behind him.
"greenlandic" — "common"