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The despair of winter drove them away. On the bush, the moose dissipated— not even a hookimaw could trace their tracks. Inside the askihkan, under the fleece, the Crees covered their ears. The howling of the windigo awoke the ahcahk of an awawatuk.
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 9:08 AM UTC
windigo
The despair of winter drove them away. On the bush, the moose dissipated— not even a hookimaw could trace their tracks. Inside the askihkan, under the fleece, the Crees covered their ears. The howling of the windigo awoke the ahcahk of an awawatuk.
*windigo-evil spirit that exist in the bush *hookimaw-chief/leader *askihkan-moss hut *ahcahk-spirit *awawatuk-hunter
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 9:08 AM UTC
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