The Calling
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“Then go to the cliffs and listen. And then if you pass beyond the divide perhaps you’ll see your mother again. She waits for you on the other side. Maybe you can still find her.”
“She murdered my sisters!”
“Your sisters were spared from the death of starvation. The cruel death that you suffered. She killed them because she loved them.”
The little girl shook her head. “No.”
“Don’t doubt my words,” said Alaana. “There are stones at that place that still remember the splash of your mother’s tears.”
“She left me there alone, she killed me.”
“That was long ago. They’re all on the other side now. Your brother is there, though you may not recognize him at first. He died a very old man. Perhaps you would like to meet his children.”
“Children?”
“Yes,” said Alaana, “I believe they will call you Aunt Anee.”
The little girl sobbed again. And then she was gone.
Alaana had never felt so invigorated and at peace.
The ground cracked open at her feet. The withered ice fell away, as broken as the spell that had bound Civiliaq below. Alaana breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the ghost of the shaman claw his way out of the hole.
“Remarkable,” said the spirit of the dead shaman. “This I did not ever expect.”
Civiliaq gazed with amazement at his hands, which had been restored from the clawed husks that had served him during his imprisonment. He clasped them together, testing their strength.
“I thank you,” he said to Alaana. “It’s good to see my little bird has truly taken wing. I owe you a considerable debt.”
“Then pay me back now,” said Alaana. “Promise you won’t seek revenge against Old Manatook or the others.”
“Revenge?” said Civiliaq. He appeared to be taking a deep breath, though surely ghosts had no need of air. “Already forgotten.”
A frown crossed his handsome features, and he grunted softly. “I am pulled away. I must go, and so should you.”
His booted feet lifted from the ground and as he gazed up at the ceiling of the cavern he smiled. “I go where the dead shamans go. Perhaps we shall meet again one day, Alaana. Perhaps.”
“Wait!” cried Alaana. “You saw something. When you looked at my inua that time on Dog-Ear Ridge. You know something!”
Having passed halfway to the ceiling Civiliaq halted his assent. His face strained with the effort.
“I must take my place in the sky. We’ll meet again. I am certain of it.”
Alaana spoke quickly, the words pouring out in a torrent. “You know something about my spirit guardian. You said my power comes from beneath the Underworld. Why won’t you tell me the answer?”
A gentle smile from Civiliaq. He shook his head. No.
“You can’t tell me, or you won’t?”
“It’s not time. One day you’ll know.”
“Wait!” shouted Alaana.
“You had best get back,” said Civiliaq at last. “Your people need you.”
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Bloodthirsty demons attack him.
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GLOSSARY OF ANATATOOK WORDS
aayuraq break in the sea ice
agiuqtuq revengeful spirit
aklaq brown or Grizzly bear
allaruk the vision trance
amaut pouch for holding a baby
angatkok shaman
angatkuit more than one shaman
angakua shaman’s spirit light
anorak woman’s coat
giviak food made from pickled auks
ieufuluuraq squirrel-men
iglu snow house
ikliq sleeping area of tent or iglu
ilimarpoq the soul flight
inua spirit or soul
inuseq astral projection of the body
itgitlit dogs with human heads and hands
kabloonas white-skinned foreigner
kaiptaq seal hunt button
kamiks light boots
karigi ceremonial house
kiipooyaq Inuit bolo weapon
kuukukiaq a snipe
lumentin corrupted soul of sinful hunter
mamut wooly mammoth
nanook white or polar bear
natiq eating and living area of tent or iglu
“Nivliqtiriarit!” “Cry out with joy!”
Nunatsiaq Our Beautiful Land
qaqmaq snow house with tent cover as roof
qilayuk head-raising to determine truth
Qityabnaqtuq the golden starfish
Sedna guardian spirit of sea life
sieeaktuqruk a prophetic dream
sikuliqiruq the sea ice breaks up
Sila fickle wind spirit
tarraks dark angry spirit
tatiriaq fox-skin bag
Tekkeitsertok guardian spirit of the caribou
Tornarssuk guardian spirit of the polar bears
Tulukkugaq great raven spirit
tungat evil spirit
tunraq helper spirit
Tunrit primordial race of arctic men
turgats powerful guardian spirits
ulu woman’s crescent knife
umiak whaling boat
ungarpaluk little harpoon
unguliktook fierce southern wind
“Vaaaa” “All right.”
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