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Arctic Shaman’s Seance
The snow fell quietly, covering the settlement in a thick white blanket. The shaman had told Okwana she’d recognize the singing hut by the large narwhal ivory which jutted up out of the roof; it whistled when the wind raced over the ice, he’d said. The flakes flew round her in eddies, whipped up by […]
The Hat
John stood in front of his mirror. His hair was receding, it was falling out at an alarming rate. He inspected his scalp and decided: yes, he’d have to get a hat. The cream wasn’t working. He’d been rubbing it in for three weeks but that was not good because there was hardly anything left […]