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Story Rites 1520.02.03

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Written By: Ellen M. Million (Writer), Melissa Nelson (Patron), Ellen M. Million (Illustration)

A body - and many memories - break free in melting spring ice.

Posted: 06/04/10 [1 Comment]

Characters Featured: Tetefii, Fala, Birka, Anler,

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"He was old," Birka said, in an attempt to ease the knot in her throat. It was unbalanced to feel this way for a snowy, after feeling strangely callous over Tamig.

"He was the reason I have this skin," Dlameda said, touching his bear-fur coat, and he continued, "It was an exciting afternoon. Ivara took Marai, Inama and I out..."

Birka glanced at him, surprised by the tone to his voice. He wasn't making conversation, the way she had been trying to; he was telling a story, the way they might if this were a death ceremony for a person. Snowies didn't get death rites with stories, she wanted to protest, but she let Dlameda tell the story, even though she knew it well

Author's Notes

This story came from a prompt in the second Muse Fusion (March 16) and was suggested by Melissa Nelson.

See also:
Snow-unicorns

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