PEOPLE OF THE EARTH
Language: English
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ISBN: B002Y8G7OO
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we are. I'll never be a brave hero worthy of a woman as beautiful and Powerful as you will become." She hugged him tightly, closing her eyes. "You're brave enough for me, Bad Belly. Don't talk as if I were someone special. I don't feel that way. I only feel confused, like a feather caught by the wind. You're the one person in my life I can cling to." "What about the man you said you loved?" A star appeared on the horizon. Did it line up with any of the rocks? Absently she studied the star as
hopsage littered the slopes, as did dock and—to his discomfort—vast patches of prickly pear cactus. Trouble followed obediently behind. The wind sawed back and forth between a light breeze and a moderate blow. Bluebirds, meadowlarks, and thrashers filled the air with song. Overhead, an eagle drifted against the high-piled thunderheads to the south. He led the way through the hollows and flats between the dunes. This was a trick used by hunters to avoid the keen-sighted antelope, who could see
departed. She'd felt that flight toward Thunderbird—shared the warmth of its passing. "Mother ..." An ache built in her chest. She clasped Bright Moon's cold hand. In a bare whisper she said, "I'll miss you. Go in peace." Weary, so very weary, she reached over and unrolled her bedding. Building the fire up one last time, she allowed herself to sink into a troubled sleep. Hints of the wonderful Dream played through her, like sunlight through breeze-stroked fir boughs. The feel of the One
where the goosefoot will grow green and rich with seeds. "Earth Mother, from you we take our bounty. To you, one day, we all return. First Man, as you have given to us, so do we give back to you. Take this Warm Fire. He is a good man, a strong man, returned to you before his time. With the gift of his body and soul, we ask you to hear our pleas for good weather, rich plants, and many buffalo, elk, and antelope. "We, your People, remember and honor you for the things you have given us." At that,
senses . . . feel the Spirit World. Do that and you will know that something important is about to happen. The woman, White Ash, is the key. He who possesses her will make a new way. I will be that man." She ran long fingers through her shining hair. "Either the Power of the Sun has truly touched you ... or you're a raving fool." He studied her with burning eyes. "A fool doesn't kill the most powerful warrior among the Broken Stones." She laughed. "And how are you going to go after this White