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Birth, death and marriage. These were the three most important events in life. These were also the occasions where Ivory, as the shaman’s apprentice, was now required to play an important part. It was Glade whose role was the most vital, particularly with regards to giving birth. Her midwifery skills were in greatest demand during the summer, as this was the time of the year when most women gave birth. Sadly, Glade and Ivory were also in attendance for the sombre duty of burying the bodies of a quarter of those same newly-born who the spirits had deemed were not to stay long in the world.

If death took away an older member of the tribe, especially a man, the solemn ceremony of commemorating the passing of his life was conducted by Chief Cave Lion. A man had to reach adulthood and to have wed to be so honoured. Fortunately there had been only two deaths that summer, apart from that of Ivory’s mother. Glade recited songs of a dirge-like nature in these ceremonies whose lyrics she fashioned to celebrate the virtues of the deceased.

Weddings were occasions of great rejoicing. These ceremonies were always led by the chief. The principal duty for the shaman and her apprentice was to provide intoxicants and song. There was only one wedding that summer and that was between Elk Antler and Dandelion. Ivory’s feelings were decidedly mixed. Even while she was being coached by Glade in the words and rhythm of the wedding song, Ivory lamented that it wasn’t she who would be taking the wedding vows. Rather than give her away, the chief was much more likely to just fuck her.

As Ivory became more confident in her role as the shaman’s apprentice, she also became steadily more convinced of the spiritual value of the sacred rites. This was very much in spite of Glade’s scepticism. Ivory believed the rites awakened the spirits with at least as much conviction as Glade insisted that they were an empty pantomime whose main value was to satisfy the villagers’ need for ceremony and mystery.

‘You don’t have to believe in the spirits to act as their messenger,’ Ivory argued. ‘They’re still there. Can’t you feel them?’

Glade shook her head sadly. ‘The only spirits in the rituals are those awakened by alcohol and hemp. If you wish to believe in the validity of the rites and their efficacy don’t let me persuade you otherwise. I often feel like a fraud. Perhaps it’s best that my successor should be someone with faith. But you have much more to learn. The nights will only get longer and the harsh winter trek is not much more than a moon away.’

Winter was the season of hardship. It brought want, sometimes starvation and always death, especially amongst the children. This was the season when the shaman’s services were most in demand and this year Ivory would share in her duties. She would help bury the dead, comfort the living, and seek succour and benison in the most unpromising wintry valleys. Already the swallows had flown off, the mammoth herds were restless and the sky was streaked by migrating geese. Sometimes there was a sprinkle of snow on the grass at night. Every morning the earth was hard with the night’s frost. Soon, it would snow and not melt in the morning sun. Then the villagers would have to trek southwards away from the carpet of white snow that only the hardiest animal could survive.

‘What if we stayed here all winter, like the Reindeer Herders?’ Ivory asked Glade. ‘There are musk oxen, elk, hare and fox.’

‘Then your tribe would no longer be the tribe of Mammoth Hunters,’ said Glade. ‘There are no aurochs. No rhinoceros. The snow drifts cover every tepee from the frozen soil to the height of a man’s waist. There isn’t enough food for everyone to survive the winter. If the village dwindled in size through starvation to no more than a handful, Chief Cave Lion would be saddened to have dominion over only as many people as he can count on one hand.’

‘I always feel sorrow when we depart in the winter,’ Ivory sighed. ‘It must be blissful to live in one place all the time. Didn’t you feel sad when you left your village by the river all those years ago?’

‘I did,’ Glade admitted. ‘Very much so. But I was a child of the forest. It also pleased me to wander freely under its canopy.’

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