#inuit mythology
SUMMER MYTH EVENT
1/7 → North American Deity: Malina
During the copulation she pressed her fingers against the forehead of the man who took her. And when the lamp was lit again, she saw her brother Moon with soot on his face. Sun became red and hot with shame. She took a whisk of moss from the heap by the lamp, dipped it in the blubber and lit it, and she ran out. Moon wanted to follow her, but he was in such a hurry that he didn’t get his moss lit very well. “We must run far away and never see each other again,” said Sun. And at the same moment they became spirits and were lifted up in the sky, where they continued their flight. But Sun has the stronger warmer light, because her whisk of moss burns clearly. Her brother Moon, who pursues her but never can catch up with her, has the weaker colder light. (x)
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Inuit Mythology: Mahaha, Tuniit, and Other Creatures.
Inuit Mythology has proven time and time again to be an important element in society for the Inuit. Although it had more importance during the early years of the tribe, many of the Inuit Myths are still taken seriously to this day.
This Inuit had quite a few more myths than the other tribes, which focused primarily on the creation aspect of society.
There are a variety of different creatures that comprise these Inuit Myths such as the Mahaha, Ijiraat, Taqriaqsuit, Gallupilluk, Inupasugjuk, and Tuniit. Exploring these creatures is an important task to fulfill for any individual whom wishes to know more about this aspect of the Inuit tribe.
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Qallupilluk are creatures from Inuit mythology that appear from the cracks in the ice to steal away children. Their hair is filled with seaweed, and they emanate a distinct humming sound which can be heard beneath the ice.
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The final installment for my Mythological Woman series. :) Here is the Inuit Goddess, Sedna. She is the creation goddess for animal and plant life under the sea.
“The water was so cold that it made her bones ache and crushed the air from her lungs. She tried so hard to cling to the boat edge but her father had cut through her fingers and sent her spiraling down into the deep. She doesn’t see her severed fingers drift away, doesn’t see them reshape and grow and breathe, doesn’t see when they turn to living flesh and become the great creatures of the sea.
When she drags in a breath it’s all sea-water and she chokes, the blood from her hands twisting around her like cord.
But by the time her feet touch the bottom of the sea, she’s no longer just a girl. The water that drowned her has already become her own and any desire to return to the surface is gone.“-ManticoreImaginary
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