By Ann H. Gabhart
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Icebones felt her stomach turn as cold as a lump of ice. " Spiral fell back, growling dismally, and Icebones felt a stab of shame. Autumn said, "The Lost were with us always... " Icebones gathered her courage and stepped forward. Breeze, still slumped to her knees, was straining, her belly distended. "You must stand," Icebones said. " "Help her," Icebones ordered. Briskly Spiral and Shoot stepped forward. They dug their trunks and foreheads under their sister's belly, while Icebones pushed at her rump.
The only water was to be found in hollows where rain or snow had gathered. Most of these puddles were frozen to their bases, but as they descended they found a few larger ponds where some liquid water persisted beneath a thick shell of ice. Gratefully the mammoths cracked the ice lids with their tusks or feet and sucked up the dirty, brackish water. But the taller, spiral-tusked sister complained about the foul stink of the pond water compared to the cool, clean stuff the Lost used to provide for them.
She could see the bird's eggs, which glowed with a smooth pink light. Away from the river small lakes stood out, purple-black. In the larger ponds Icebones could see a gleam of green: cores of ice that survived from the last winter, and would probably persist to the next. In the shimmering, complex light, this land at the foot of the cliff was a bowl of life. She saw more willows and sedges, their green vivid against the underlying crimson of the rock. And even the bare outcropping rock was stained yellow or orange by lichen.
Angel Sister by Ann H. Gabhart