Network

Mount Eskel is my hometown; we're a remote part of Danland. The only people we see from the low country are the traders who come up a few times a year. During the winter, the pass up the mountain gets blocked with snow, and our little village is totally cut off from the outside world. Most people here work in the quarry, extracting rock (linder) from the mountain, but I can't because my father thinks I'm too weak. I spend most of my time tending goats or keeping house, doing inside chores, which include "sweeping the the hearth and banking the coals, laying the fresh goat dung out to dry, adding more water to the salt pork soaking for dinner" (p.9).  Mount Eskel  – “She looked to the east, where the yellow green slopes and flat places of Mount Eskel climbed into the grey blue peak. To the north, a chain of mountains bounded away into forever--purple, blue, then gray.” (p.14)