A short story envisioning a post-apocalyptic world in the far frozen North, as inspired by #RetroArtPrompt #qaggiq. Part 1 of 2 - black text on white background: before The Fall, wily Greed-Makers came and took what they wanted scattering us in their frenzy yes, and at what cost matters not now, for the bowhead bones have been raised once more we return to the ways that truly provide meaning the Long Night is upon us far from a Midnight Sun Annigan’s waxing crescent promises the vast sky will honour us with signs
A short story envisioning a post-apocalyptic world in the far frozen North, as inspired by #RetroArtPrompt #qaggiq. Part 2 of 2 - black text on white background: inside, stories weave and flow as young and old gather and learn of the Old Gods, and of Kiviuq’s courage that we, too, possess safe in these scattered qaggiqs children topple in a heap for sleep, as dawn-dreams spun by our angakok hold off Mahaha’s schemes one day, the surface will sing its full-throated welcome until then, we trust that the Breath Master holds our souls in his hands
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