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Updated: June 22, 2025
The Tununirmiut returned from the yearly salmon-fishing, and made their houses on the early ice to the north of Bylot's Island, ready to go after the seal as soon as the sea froze. But it was an early and savage autumn.
That showed that the floe was being jammed home against the iron cliffs of Bylot's Island, the land to the southward behind them. "This has never been before," said Kotuko, staring stupidly. "This is not the time. How can the floe break NOW?" "Follow THAT!" the girl cried, pointing to the Thing half limping, half running distractedly before them.
"We shall not go to Sedna lying down," said Kotuko. "It is the breaking. The tornaq has cheated us. We shall die." All this may sound absurd enough, but the two were face to face with a very real danger. The three days' gale had driven the deep water of Baffin's Bay southerly, and piled it on to the edge of the far-reaching land-ice that stretches from Bylot's Island to the west.
And all this happened far away to the north, beyond Labrador, beyond Hudson's Strait, where the great tides heave the ice about, north of Melville Peninsula north even of the narrow Fury and Hecla Straits on the north shore of Baffin Land, where Bylot's Island stands above the ice of Lancaster Sound like a pudding-bowl wrong side up.
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