This quiet novel by Waubgeshig Rice returns to the world of his earlier work, “Moon of the Crusted Snow”. It’s twelve years later, and we reunite with Evan Whitesky, Nicole, their children, and their community. These are the same people who walked away from their rez at the end of the previous book to settle somewhere more remote.
While it has been a time of peace and hope as new children are born, including Nicole and Evan’s new granddaughter Wawasone, everyone is aware that the catches from hunting and fishing are diminishing, and that something will have to be done.
Evan, an elder Walter, and a few others realize they’ll have to move the community again, which will be difficult. Others from their community have left some years earlier to find out if there are others who survived, but they never returned. So, the few that are chosen to head south to former Anishnaabe grounds know that the way could be dangerous, and that none may return.
Evan, his best friend Tyler, Cal, Amber, and Nangones, the Whitsky’s daughter and one of the community’s best hunters, began walking south, using old roads, travelling through bush, eventually arriving at the abandoned and lifeless city of Gibson. It’s a sobering moment for the group. And the last safe moment for them for a while, as there are others, also looking to establish their own communities.
The tone throughout this excellent book is thoughtful and meditative, slowly unfurling a story of hope and determination, but also of horror as the walkers pass old evidence of extreme desperation and violence amidst silent, abandoned structures.
Of course there are also those who only see violence and subjugation as a response to the catastrophe that destroyed civilization, as far as the main characters can ascertain. There are some wonderfully eerie moments as the walkers move through the remnants of Gibson, as well as some genuinely terrifying moments later.
Though the previous novel had a slight fantastical feel to it, this is a more grounded story, with much of it occupied with the steady progress the walkers make toward what they hope will be more Anishnaabe and the possibility of a new home.
There are lovely moments throughout of kindness and consideration for others, and though I teared up at a particular scene, there was always a sense peace, of honouring the generations and experiencing things as a community, that were powerfully moving.