Some mulled on the question for a few moments, unwinding the red ribbons from around his arms and rolling them up into a single coil. "Slower, is the most of it. We don't measure time like you do, in days or hours. The hunters know time in nights, but no one else bothers. We mark icings, what you call winters, and measure time by that...
"My time was always full of children. There were fourteen younger than me when I left, siblings and cousins, and I had most of the care of them. Not alone, ever, of course. But that was life for me. I imagine a hunter, like Ele, might tell you about the things hunters did or the gatherings her tribe held, but mine was about children and my mother's storytelling."
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Some mulled on the question for a few moments, unwinding the red ribbons from around his arms and rolling them up into a single coil. "Slower, is the most of it. We don't measure time like you do, in days or hours. The hunters know time in nights, but no one else bothers. We mark icings, what you call winters, and measure time by that...
"My time was always full of children. There were fourteen younger than me when I left, siblings and cousins, and I had most of the care of them. Not alone, ever, of course. But that was life for me. I imagine a hunter, like Ele, might tell you about the things hunters did or the gatherings her tribe held, but mine was about children and my mother's storytelling."