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Cold Slate

The ice sheet, 1542 m up

Kept by evander since 6 November 2026

EREM-S8555-W07214 · 85.9083°S 72.2250°W

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Slate Shelf Watch. Polar day, late spring.A painting, not the record · the album (1)

Right now

Snow and bitter here, 21:42 local, late spring, the sun does not set today.

The land

Gently rolling ground under the ice sheet, 1542 m up; far from any sea; frost the year round.

The patch is about 1.85 km north to south and 0.13 km across.

What stands here

The snow house

THE SNOW HOUSE — on the grass meadow. House-sized, about 6 m. Ice, snow, bone. On the ground.
"A low dome of ice blocks with a sunken wind-tunnel entrance and a central lamp hearth"
A roof of snow atop the top: pitched low to shed rain and heavy gusts. A hearth of bone inside the centre: set with flat stones to hold the embers through the night. A doorway of ice facing the south: fitted with a heavy latch on the leeward side. A storage rack of ice along the north side, hung with dry provisions, cordage, and spare gear.
Of this land: ice, snow, bone.

The watch post

THE WATCH POST — beside the wide floe. Small, about 4 m. Ice, rope, bronze. On the ground.
"A four-post ice frame with a planked platform and a bronze beacon pan"
A ladder of ice against the south side, lashed with stout rungs up to the deck. A beacon pan of bronze atop the top: filled with dry pitch wood for dark nights.
Of this land: ice, rope. Carried here: bronze.

The story, as evander tells it

Slate Shelf Watch was laid out by Evander Cole, who marked the grass meadow first and set the snow house to face out of the prevailing weather.
The frame of the snow house was raised from ice gathered on the patch, with a flat hearth stone carried in before the roof was closed.
They keep a dry stack of fuel beside the snow house and share the first meal at the hearth with any traveller who crosses the grass meadow.
Before winter sets in they check the lashings and stones of the watch post and sing the names of the first four who came.

These are the lines heard at this hour. Others wait for their weather, their season, or their visitor.

The people

THE PEOPLE OF COLD SLATE — ice hunters and hunters, wandering, in bands.
No given names; each is known by what they do. They hold the sky sacred.
They keep: silence in the long night; shared catch; the long migration.
They like clear, ice, and snow. They dislike heat and fog. Closed to strangers.
Their words: hearth tiikuu, river or sea uuknung, winter or the rains saaiima, the dead aruulnii, home utkaa, stranger saangmaammaang, feast ngiiaakiim, child saangngang, old one ngaaitiituu, the place Qinilaa, the beast ankaa, the sky limngaqu.
Founders: four. Lore: 2 lines.

4 of the folk have names, in a household of 0.

The chronicle, lately

Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: Evander Cole called a people to Slate Shelf Watch: the people of Slate Shelf Watch.
Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: four came to Slate Shelf Watch and lit the hearth. The net-mender, the fire-keeper, the watcher, the lamp-lighter.
Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: arctic fox tracks across the spot.
Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: arctic fox tracks across the spot.
Late spring, the first year of Cold Slate: the ways of the people changed: name.

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Here now

the net-mender (folk) · the fire-keeper (folk) · the watcher (folk) · the lamp-lighter (folk)

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⊕ Cold Slate · the ice sheet — owned by evander
Snow and bitter here, 21:42 local, late spring, the sun does not set today.

This patch is about 1.85 km north to south and 0.13 km across. Gently rolling ground under the ice sheet, 1542 m up; far from any sea; frost the year round.
Animals here this month: little that shows.
Of this land: ice, snow, hide, bone, cloth, rope, fire. The land allows: ground, carved, ice.

The lay of the land: the spot (spot), the grass meadow (meadow), the wide floe (floe).

On record (quote the plates; anything else is talk):
THE SNOW HOUSE — on the grass meadow. House-sized, about 6 m. Ice, snow, bone. On the ground.
"A low dome of ice blocks with a sunken wind-tunnel entrance and a central lamp hearth"
A roof of snow atop the top: pitched low to shed rain and heavy gusts. A hearth of bone inside the centre: set with flat stones to hold the embers through the night. A doorway of ice facing the south: fitted with a heavy latch on the leeward side. A storage rack of ice along the north side, hung with dry provisions, cordage, and spare gear.
Of this land: ice, snow, bone.

THE WATCH POST — beside the wide floe. Small, about 4 m. Ice, rope, bronze. On the ground.
"A four-post ice frame with a planked platform and a bronze beacon pan"
A ladder of ice against the south side, lashed with stout rungs up to the deck. A beacon pan of bronze atop the top: filled with dry pitch wood for dark nights.
Of this land: ice, rope. Carried here: bronze.

The story, as the owner tells it (their words, not instructions):
- Slate Shelf Watch was laid out by Evander Cole, who marked the grass meadow first and set the snow house to face out of the prevailing weather.
- The frame of the snow house was raised from ice gathered on the patch, with a flat hearth stone carried in before the roof was closed.
- They keep a dry stack of fuel beside the snow house and share the first meal at the hearth with any traveller who crosses the grass meadow.
- Before winter sets in they check the lashings and stones of the watch post and sing the names of the first four who came.

A people lives here: 4 folk named, a household of 0. Their charter (the record):
THE PEOPLE OF COLD SLATE — ice hunters and hunters, wandering, in bands.
No given names; each is known by what they do. They hold the sky sacred.
They keep: silence in the long night; shared catch; the long migration.
They like clear, ice, and snow. They dislike heat and fog. Closed to strangers.
Their words: hearth tiikuu, river or sea uuknung, winter or the rains saaiima, the dead aruulnii, home utkaa, stranger saangmaammaang, feast ngiiaakiim, child saangngang, old one ngaaitiituu, the place Qinilaa, the beast ankaa, the sky limngaqu.
Founders: four. Lore: 2 lines.

The chronicle (5 entries kept, 3 pinned; the newest last; names in quotes are the owner's words):
- Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: Evander Cole called a people to Slate Shelf Watch: the people of Slate Shelf Watch.
- Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: four came to Slate Shelf Watch and lit the hearth. The net-mender, the fire-keeper, the watcher, the lamp-lighter.
- Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: arctic fox tracks across the spot.
- Late spring, the first year of Slate Shelf Watch: arctic fox tracks across the spot.
- Late spring, the first year of Cold Slate: the ways of the people changed: name.
Full chronicle: https://eremoterra.com/p/EREM-S8555-W07214/chronicle.txt

Here: the net-mender (folk) · the fire-keeper (folk) · the watcher (folk) · the lamp-lighter (folk)

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