Toklo: A Mythic Americas Inuit Journey Series

 Before reading "Emergence" you may want to read Toklo's preceding story "Savior" on the Mythic Americas site; Mythic Earth - Short Stories #3 — Mythic Americas 2.0

Emergence

Toklo’s destiny revealed

Toklo stood where the ice and snow met the water’s edge the same way he had stood in this spot before. Except that now he was wet, soaked and sodden not just physically but deep into his Spirit. How long ago he had last stood here Toklo could not say. Time passed differently down beneath the waves.

Toklo felt the cold but not how he did in his former life. Back then it was an elemental thing that made the simple task of existing difficult. The Inuit had learned long ago through eons of pervasive and debilitating cold how to thrive in the frigid barren lands of their ancestors.

But now… The sub-freezing temperature was like an energy. The cold enveloped and invigorated him. He sensed, more than felt the sea water that blanketed him seep into his clothes and skin and bones. Toklo felt a hardiness, a toughness he had never known before.

Toklo looked out across the snow-covered tundra where his village had once been. The people and whale hide huts were gone. His once friends and neighbors had undoubtedly moved on to better hunting grounds. Toklo did not feel any sadness though. He knew they were doing well. Sedna had seen to that as a reward for his servitude.

That was done now. His Mistress Sedna released him from his service. “It is your time to leave me now, dear Toklo.” She said. “You have another task, another destiny to fulfill.”

“But who will care for you my Mistress?” Toklo asked, “Who will brush your hair if not me?”

Sedna smiled at Toklo as she stroked his cheek, “Another will come. You must go and find the others Toklo. Those who also have served me and who will serve me.”

The smile was suddenly gone and the Mistress of the Sea said gravely, “There is great unrest in the world. The Eternal Balance is upset and even such as I cannot change that. It is up to you and all the Children to maintain the balance for that is the way of the one.”

Sedna pointed toward the surface and Toklo felt himself start to rise through the dark waters toward light.

“You must walk the snow lands Toklo until you find those who will serve. Unrest and war is coming Toklo. The people of the Blue Ice must follow The One’s path…”

Toklo, for the first time in his life felt as if he were one with the land and sea, the animals seen and hidden and everything around him. But even so, as he took his first step toward his destiny he felt the tiniest bit of trepidation. Then he took another step, and another, and…

                                                                                                            To be continued…



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