It was all a dark and dreadful mystery.

These people were the most gentle, the most self-sacrificing, and the most generous in the world; yet their strange and unnatural love of death made them capable of endless atrocities.

Life and light seemed to them as actual evils, and death and darkness the only things worthy of regard.
Almah told me that they were going to bring the monster home, and had sent for opkuks to drag it along.

The dead were also to be fetched back.

There was no further necessity for us to remain, and so we returned at once.
On the way, Almah said, "Do not use the sepet-ram again.