By Yuri Rytkheu
“Rarely has humanity’s courting to nature been so superbly and vividly depicted. A Dream in Polar Fog is either dependent and fascinating and likewise serves as a residing anthropology of a long past global. It accomplishes every little thing a unique should.”––Neal Pollack
A Dream in Polar Fog is immediately a cross-cultural trip, an ethnographic chronicle of the Chukchi humans, and a politically and emotionally charged Arctic event story.
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Orvo grasped his meaning immediately, and reached inside his clothes. He brought out the same kind of bottle as his comrades’, used his teeth to pull out the dirty rag that did for a cork, and held it out readily. John couldn’t conceal a grimace of disgust and had to screw his eyes shut before he could touch his lips to the bottle’s neck. He drank the warm water with greedy gulps, hurrying, choking, making an impossible effort of will to chase away the thought that the warmth of it came from the old driver’s body.
Orvo nodded vigorously and continued in the Chukchi tongue: “Now we can keep going. We have to make the mountain spine by nightfall. ” John suddenly felt unbearably thirsty. The dry, cold food hadn’t left him a drop of saliva, and his tongue was thick and parched in his mouth. ” he asked, and mimed drinking some liquid, throwing back his head. Orvo grasped his meaning immediately, and reached inside his clothes. He brought out the same kind of bottle as his comrades’, used his teeth to pull out the dirty rag that did for a cork, and held it out readily.
Behind him was the fur polog, its rectangular walls sewn from reindeer hides. The front wall was raised and the polog’s inside clearly visible, but it was empty, save for a dead grease lamp. 37 The curious were peeking through the low door. First to appear were the children. Swathed in furs, hoods trimmed with dense pelt, they looked like little balls, and only the button noses and shiny olive-black eyes suggested they were human beings. Pushing aside the children and sticking their hands inside the dwelling, the women percolated with questions while their eyes took in John.