The townspeople of Kivalina, with Old Swan among them, were all kneeling around the fire pit. The Inuit gazed at the flickering Fire Seed with devout expressions.
David and Yves stood nearby, looking helpless. Feng Mountain rode his snowmobile over to the two of them and frowned. "What's wrong with them?" he asked.
"I'm not sure. Old Swan said he saw the Inuit God of the Sea in the fire," Yves said, shrugging. As an outsider, he found the beliefs of Alaska's Indigenous People hard to understand.
They believed in so many things. The sky, the earth, the ocean, brown bears, wolves, trees—any of them could be an object of worship.
To the non-religious Yves, this was all a bit incredible; he couldn't comprehend this belief in the spirituality of all things.
Feng Mountain felt he had no right to interfere with the beliefs of the Indigenous People. After all, faith was a personal freedom.
