~Ramuell~
~Ramuell~A few days after Ipos departed, the winds shifted from the south to the west. I suppose wind is the wrong word, rather daily breezes began late each morning and continued until sunset. That air flowed across the large sheet of glacial ice covering the high mountains some twelve hundred kilometres west of Blue Rock. Our canyon home became cooler every day. We abandoned the riverside camp and moved into the caves.
Two of the clan’s women fashioned a suit of leather and fur clothing for me. It’s surprisingly comfortable, but I fear the sapiens’ clothes will not be nearly enough to keep me warm during the cold kuuk ahead. Domhanians evolved on a much warmer world and we’re not well suited for the winters of Ghrain-3.
We have lately busied ourselves catching fish and using
