In ancient times other people were here. In ancient times the little rock in the forest was an islet in the outer archipelago. In ancient times seal hunters would sit here to boil their seal soup. They were surrounded by water, and where the trees are now growing was water too, there was more water in those days, more seals and fewer people. All they saw was water and inwards land forests without an end. But no one was alone, the few people around got closer together on small islets like this one, not many but still crowded together, around the fire, it was their only chance. It’s the only chance.

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