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« Reply #105 on: July 25, 2018, 04:36:24 AM »

Chapter 68...

Bidding goodbye to Calling Bird and his Wiseman, Skunk Pelt left with BlackWater at his side and his Tribe behind him. There were more a few months back, but now there was very little. Skunk Pelt looked over his shoulder and raised one fist to Calling Bird as a goodbye. Calling Bird did the same.

Helping BlackWater up the hill, Skunk Pelt dug his staff into the dirt as he walked with Withering Bark's son was strapped to his chest. Withering Bark's son slept peacefully, unaware that his mother and father were both victims of the disease that wiped out half of the Tribes. Skunk Pelt rubbed the soft crown of Withering Bark's son. Calling Bird watched them leave with Black Eyes.

"Poor fools," was all Black Eyes said. Calling Bird ignored him. In the back, Wandering Feet was arguing with Burning Tracks.

"Do not tell me you are falling for-"

"I never said what you are thinking, Wandering Feet,"
Burning Tracks snapped.

"Then, what are you saying?" Wandering Feet said, crossing his arms. "I am saying that I will stay with Sun Dancer until-..." Burning Tracks trailed off and looked back at the hut where Sun Dancer was.

"I see..."

"You can go back, Wandering Feet. I'll stay with Sun Dancer."

"I thought you cut ties with her."

"Wandering Feet, enough."



Calling Bird took this opportunity to get away from Black Eyes.


"He can say for a while, Wandering Feet. No harm there," Calling Bird blurted to bristled Wandering Feet. Wandering Feet squinted at Burning Tracks.


"Why do you want to stay, Burning Tracks?"

"Leave him alone, Wandering Feet. Do you want to take Sun Dancer to your Tribe?"
Calling Bird said to scare Wandering Feet which seem to work. Wandering Feet sucked in his breath and agreed that it would be too risky.

"Then it is settled."

"I will return, Wandering Feet."

"I will be waiting..."
Wandering Feet said absentmindedly. Calling Bird brightened a bit seeing Black Eyes walking past.

"You can take Black Eyes for the meantime, Wandering Feet!" Calling Bird chirped, shoving Black Eyes to Wandering Feet. Wandering Feet made a disgusted noise from the back of his throat when he saw Black Eyes. Black Eyes did nothing but stand there stiffly. "Why?" Wandering Feet managed to say. "Well, if Burning Tracks dies or runs, you can keep Black Eyes since Burning Tracks messed up," Calling Bird said as if nothing was wrong with selling out Black Eyes. Licking his lips, Wandering Feet looked at Black Eyes and back at Burning Tracks. He knew that Burning Tracks was hiding his smile behind the mask he always wore.

"Come back, alright? We won't be far." Wandering Feet said desperately. Burning Tracks nodded his head.

Calling Bird and Burning Tracks waved goodbye to Wandering Feet and Black Eyes. Wandering Feet had his shoulders hunched, and Black Eyes walked proudly beside him.


"Glad I got rid of him,"
Calling Bird honked and Burning Tracks nodded his head before going back to the hut where Sun Dancer was. Walking back, Calling Bird noticed Sky watching him.

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« Reply #106 on: July 27, 2018, 02:51:21 AM »

Chapter 69...

Calling Bird sat on the floor wiping the perspiration off of White Feather's brow. White Feather groaned slightly startling Calling Bird. Sun Dancer was asleep next to White Feather, her hand holding his. Calling Bird desperately wanted help White Feather, but he was long gone already. Even though the sickness was takin over, White Feather would not go. Calling Bird knew he made a mistake when he let White Feather hold Sky's hand. Calling Bird cursed himself for being so stupid.

White Feather stirred and shivered. Calling Bird placed the warm blanket up to White Feather's chin. Calling Bird got up to leave.

White Feather held onto Calling Bird's hand. Calling Bird's throat tightened and he sat back down beside White Feather. White Feather struggled to open his eyes so he could see his father. Calling Bird held his breath, watching White Feather.

White Feather's blue eyes gazed longingly into Calling Bird's dark gaze. Carefully, Calling Bird touched White Feather's burning cheek. White Feather closed his eyes and nuzzled Calling Bird's hand as if he was a puppy with its mother. It was dangerous to touch someone who had contacted this disease, but Calling Bird didn't care anymore. Tonight, tomorrow, Calling Bird knew he was about to lose his son forever.

Taking White Feather's face in his hands, Calling Bird pressed his forehead to White Feather's and held it there. Both of them remembering the years when they were happy and together.

That early morning when Calling Bird held White Feather for the first time.

That day when White Feather took his first steps. Calling Bird was getting up to fill up the water jars, and White Feather wobbled after him.

That afternoon when Calling Bird held onto White Feather after hearing that White Feather's mother had died. White Feather did not understand and cried for days. Calling Bird would stay up until dawn with White Feather.

That day when Calling Bird painted White Feather's face to show he was no longer a child.

Then.

Calling Bird watched as White Feather left after being disowned. Calling Bird still had his daughters, but White Feather was his only son.

Now...?

Calling Bird felt the tears in his eyes as he held White Feather. White Feather was smiling from the loving touch of his father.

After so many years, White Feather knew that his father still wanted and cherished him. White feather thought his fathers' was gone, but it never left.

Calling Bird and White Feather stayed there, pressing foreheads, cherishing the moment of being reunited. Words were not needed, being together answered it all.

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« Reply #107 on: July 30, 2018, 04:45:04 AM »

Chapter 70...

Late at night, Burning Tracks mashed up the food he had for Sun Dancer with a short-handled spoon he carved years ago. Sun Dancer was awake but kept her eyes closed. White Feather was asleep beside her.

Quietly knocking the spoon on the rim of the bowl to get the remains of the mush off, Burning Tracks crawled to Sun Dancer and patted her arm. Sun Dancer opened her eyes. Burning Tracks held up the bowl to her nose. Sun Dancer made a face, but she had to eat. Placing his hand under Sun Dancer's head, Burning Tracks gently lifted her head so she could drink the watery hominy. Sun Dancer's throat burned like a searing knife as she swallowed the food. When Sun Dancer pushed the bowl away, Burning Tracks gently lowered her head back onto the furry pillow and covered her with the blanket. Sun Dancer heard her father rustling around near the entrance, looking for anyone walking around. Sun Dancer heard him come back and sit next to her.

Already Sun Dancer knew that someone was walking by or nearby. Her father always did this when it became too hot under his mask.

Each night, Burning Tracks would remove his mask to feel to air on his face. No one dared asked why he always wore a mask and people forgot how Burning Tracks looked before he wore it.

Turning her head, Sun Dancer looked up at her father. Burning Tracks had one hand under the heavy wooden mask to wipe his sweaty face. Burning Tracks noticed her and smiled even though she couldn't see his face. Sun Dancer stared long and hard at her father who stared back at her.

...

Sun Dancer slowly reached out to her father and touched the mask. The wood that had designs carved into it felt rough as bark, but the paint was smooth as the rocks in the river. Sun Dancer always touched it when she was little even as she grew older. Burning Tracks placed his hand over Sun Dancer's, and sighed sadly.

Sun Dancer's hand went down to where the mask covered part of Burning Tracks torso, and she lifted it slowly. Burning Tracks gasped sharply, and he tried to place his mask back down, but Sun Dancer wouldn't let him. Sun Dancer firmly gripped Burning Tracks mask and lifted it up to see his face. Burning Tracks had both hands over his face and kept his head down.

Smiling weakly, Sun Dancer placed one hand under her fathers' chin, making him look at her. Between his fingers, Sun Dancer smiled seeing her fathers' eyes.

One eye was black, and the other was a dark brown. It was attractive for men in the Peacock Tribe to have different colored eyes, so why was Burning Tracks always hiding his face?

Using both hands, Sun Dancer pulled her fathers' hands away from his face. Burning Tracks was shaking as his daughter placed his hands on his lap. Sun Dancer smiled at him. Sun Dancer knew he father was as handsome as the other men in her Tribe.

The tip of Burning Tracks nose was cut off. Years ago, Sun Dancer's mother was caught with another man even though she already had a husband and Sun Dancer who was a newborn at the time. Burning Tracks wife ran away from the punishment for committing adultery. Since Burning Tracks wife ran off, it was Wandering Feet's father who was going to cut off Sun Dancer's nose so no man would ever want her. Burning Tracks didn't let Wandering Feet's father near and told him to cut off his nose instead. Wandering Feet watched as his father cut off Burning Tracks nose. After that, no woman wanted Burning Tracks for his monstrous appearance. Burning Tracks made a mask to hide his face from everyone, and the only one who ever saw him was Sun Dancer.

Looking closer, Sun Dancer stared at the raspberry blotches on Burning Tracks face from a disease that nearly took his life years ago. Sun Dancer waited by the hut for weeks when Burning Tracks was half-dead in the hut. Burning Tracks pushed himself beyond the limits so Sun Dancer would not have to live her life alone which scarred his face.

Still, Sun Dancer thought he was handsome. For years, men in the Tribe would make fun of Burning Tracks for taking the role of a mother since his wife ran. Burning Tracks would strap Sun Dancer his chest like how all mothers do with their babies and carry him around. Sun Dancer knew that they laughed at her father for his face and how he took care of her like a woman. The men would laugh when small Sun Dancer would yell at them until Burning Tracks ran up and carried her away. Sun Dancer saw nothing wrong with her father doing both parts since her mother was gone.

Isn't that how it should be?

Burning Tracks looked at smiling Sun Dancer, wondering why she was smiling. Sun Dancer waved her hand near her ear, beckoning her father to come close. Curious, Burning Tracks leaned forward to listen what his daughter had to say. Sun Dancer kissed her father on the cheek.

"You still are the most handsome father in the Peacock Tribe..." Sun Dancer whispered in Burning Tracks ear. Burning Tracks eyes filled with tears when Sun Dancer said this. No one but her called him handsome. She had done this for years, but it felt like Burning Tracks was hearing it for the first time again.

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No one came by to see why Buring Tracks was in the hut for so long. If they did, they would have found Burning Tracks holding Sun Dancer on his lap as if she was a baby.

Both of them crying. Sun Dancer was happy that she was with her father; Burning Tracks wanted another chance.

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« Reply #108 on: July 31, 2018, 04:56:28 AM »

Chapter 71...

Sky sat in the tree next to the hut where he and Red Snow stayed. Sky often found Red Snow looking at the trees, planning their escape. Sky didn't want to bother her by asking if she had a plan. To get his mind off sad Red Snow, Sky looked over at the other children playing together and the adults working. Red Snow was inside whittling a slab of wood. Sky sighed and closed his eyes.

He hasn't seen his father or mother for days. They were still in that hut that he was not allowed to enter. Sky wanted to see them and tell them what was going on, but he was not allowed. Sky's mind wandered back to when that funny stooped-back old man who was telling stories to the children who couldn't sleep. Sky was hiding in the trees listening.

Sky loved hearing about the earth and her children around her. Sun Dancer told that story to Sky over, and over each time he asked for it. He couldn't get enough of it.

Then.

Sky heard another story. The story of a God. Sky's eyebrows scrunched together and thought about this story.


"Sky?"

Looking down, Sky looked at Red Snow who had a basket for him.


"Yes?"

"Can you go and find walnuts and pecans for me?"

"Okay."

"Be careful, look around, and don't talk to anybody," Red Snow warned before handing Sky his basket to go searching. Sky wondered why he had to go hunting each day. On some days when he came home with nothing, Red Snow didn't scold him. She put the basket away and sat down staring at the trees.

Sky didn't know the real reason why Red Snow sent him out. Red Snow sent Sky out so he wouldn't see the hateful looks people were giving him. Climbing down from his tree, Sky hugged Red Snow's leg and walked away to find walnuts. Red Snow waved goodbye.

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Crawling on all fours, Sky picked up a walnut, scratched away the dirt and tossed it in his basket. Birds chirped and flew past or landed next to Sky. The hopped along beside him, cocking their heads at what he was doing. Sky sang softly to himself as he threw more pecans in the basket.

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Red Snow sat outside, staring at the trees where Sky had left. For days, all she has done was think of a plan to escape this awful place. Red Snow's fear grew when she saw Skunk Pelt leave. Skunk Pelt couldn't do anything for her.

Red Snow stood outside the day he and his Tribe left; all Skunk Pelt told her was that he was sorry and that he will try to find a way for her and Sky to escape. Now, it was up to Red Snow.

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Holding his basket with great care, Sky made his way back home. The sun was going down, and Sky could feel his pale skin turn into a rosy pink shade and his pale blue hair turning purple. Sky was too lost in thought to laugh at this like he always does. He was too busy thinking about the stories.

Gods? Goddesses? Sky knew about the Deities, but only one is more powerful than all of them combine? Impossible. It sounded like blasphemy, but Sky had to know. Who was this God? Did Sky know him? Was that baby in the sun him? No, it couldn't be. Sky heard that old man say that this God was born later after he met that sun baby. This God must still be a child himself. Sky scoffed at the thought of a baby helping him.

Still.

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Back at the hut, Sky was lying on his side watching the flames dance around while Red Snow cracked the shells of the nuts.

Sky stared intently at the flames until Red Snow laid down next to him to go to sleep. Still awake, Sky thought long and hard about this God.

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"Hello? No, excuse me- Greetings, powerful-"

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I don't know if you are there... I don't know how to ask, but I need you to do something... Please, please help Red Snow and I. If you can't, help my mother and father..."


Sky stared at the flames that flickered.

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Late at night after Sky had fallen asleep, Red Snow woke up from a strange dream.
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« Reply #109 on: August 01, 2018, 04:34:42 AM »

Chapter 72...

Walking by a cliff with two guards from the Eagle Tribe behind her, Red Snow scanned the area with Sky holding her hand. Sky squeezed her hand; Red Snow squeezed back, still scanning the area. Somehow, Red Snow could feel it in her blood that this was the very same place where her brother ran. If he was able to run, so can she. All she need was some time.

Day one. Red Snow scanned the area.

Day two. Red Snow acted like she had to go and she wouldn't go until she got some privacy. The two guards waited with their backs turned. Red Snow hid a rope she had swiped.

Day three. Sky distracted the guards by goofing around and bothering them while Red Snow scratched the trees with a knife to mark where the cliff was so that when she and Sky escape, they won't fall off.

Day four. Red Snow collected Valerian roots to make the guards sleep or make them sick. As soon as they were out of sight, Red Snow would get Sky and run.

It was all working out perfectly. Red Snow had no idea where this plan came from. All she knew was that it came in a dream.

A day later, Red Snow glared at the storm outside. She could run now, but it was too risky to run in this storm since it was night. Sky laid on his side looking at her. Sky decided to pray.

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"Again, it is I. I do not know who you are, all I know is that you are helping Red Snow. Please, make this storm stop so we can go..."

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« Reply #110 on: August 01, 2018, 07:32:22 AM »

Chapter 72...

Walking by a cliff with two guards from the Eagle Tribe behind her, Red Snow scanned the area with Sky holding her hand. Sky squeezed her hand; Red Snow squeezed back, still scanning the area. Somehow, Red Snow could feel it in her blood that this was the very same place where her brother ran. If he was able to run, so can she. All she need was some time.

Day one. Red Snow scanned the area.

Day two. Red Snow acted like she had to go and she wouldn't go until she got some privacy. The two guards waited with their backs turned. Red Snow hid a rope she had swiped.

Day three. Sky distracted the guards by goofing around and bothering them while Red Snow scratched the trees with a knife to mark where the cliff was so that when she and Sky escape, they won't fall off.

Day four. Red Snow collected Valerian roots to make the guards sleep or make them sick. As soon as they were out of sight, Red Snow would get Sky and run.

It was all working out perfectly. Red Snow had no idea where this plan came from. All she knew was that it came in a dream.

A day later, Red Snow glared at the storm outside. She could run now, but it was too risky to run in this storm since it was night. Sky laid on his side looking at her. Sky decided to pray.

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"Again, it is I. I do not know who you are, all I know is that you are helping Red Snow. Please, make this storm stop so we can go..."

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Oooooh I wonder if we will find a new deity soon
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Под песню «Синий иней» она так чувствует себя Богиней.
Цвет настроения синий. Внутри Martini, а в руках бикини.
Под песню «Синий иней» она так чувствует себя Богиней.
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« Reply #111 on: August 02, 2018, 03:56:37 AM »

Chapter 73...

Red Snow poked her head out from the hut. The guards who watched over her and Sky were fast asleep after drinking the tea she drugged. A trick she learned from Spotted Wings. The rain was still falling, but not as hard a few hours ago. Red Snow looked at sleepy Sky. It was too dangerous to take him with her right now since it was still raining and it was dark. Red Snow had to check on the spot where she had laid out the ropes and sacks for her and Sky. As soon as Red Snow got back, she will get Sky.

Red Snow crawled out of the hut and ran off.

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Feeling the cuts on the trees, Red Snow patted the trees to where the cliff was. The earth will forgive her for cutting the trees. If it was to save a life, then she will be forgiven. Red Snow felt a cut in the tree. Walking along, Red Snow felt the other cuts.

One.

Two.

Three.

She was near the cliff. A few more steps and Red Snow will fall. Smiling to herself, Red Snow turned to head back. The rain had turned into a soft drizzle. Red Snow said a silent prayer of thanks for the ceasing rain.


Bump!


Red Snow bumped into someone. Closing her eyes, Red Snow got up.

Squinting her eyes, Red Snow glared at the person she bumped. Black Eyes stood there. Red Snow sucked in her breath but didn't say anything.

"What are you doing, Red Snow?" Black Eyes said harshly. Red Snow stood up straighter.

"I had to go. Can't a woman have privacy when relieving herself?" Red Snow said as if she was bothered that Black Eyes saw her. Black Eyes nodded his head.


"What are you doing here, Black Eyes?"

"I was talking with Burning Tracks."

"About what?"

"That is our business, Red Snow."

"Fine, I don't care,"
Red Snow said coolly before shoving past Black Eyes. Black Eyes blocked Red Snow's path.


"What are you doing? Let me-"

"I know we have bad-blood running between us both, Red Snow."

"So?"

"You don't like me-"

"And you do not like me, Black Eyes. It looks like we get along quite nicely."



Red Snow tried to get away, but Black Eyes wouldn't let her.



"I think it is time to clear this hate, Red Snow."

"What?"

"I know you do not like me because of your brother."

"And?"

"You do know I was not the one who made him run off."

"Go on."

"I was only chosen to take his place, nothing more."



Red Snow said nothing but stared at Black Eyes. The rain had stopped.


"So, Black Eyes, what are you trying to say?"

"Nothing. I am only telling you that we should clear this hate we created."

"Hmm. I'll think about it, Black Eyes."



Black Eyes gave a sharp jerk of his head and turned to leave. Red Snow sighed heavily and took one step to head back.

Black Eyes whirled around and punched Red Snow in the throat. Red Snow saw stars as she fell back into the mud. Her breaths came out in harsh sharp sounds like a sick dog. Black Eyes knelt down, grabbed Red Snow by her hair and punched her in the throat again to silence her. Tears smarted Red Snow's eyes and blood shot out of her mouth when she coughed. Her dark red blood splattered onto Black Eyes' face. Black Eyes slowly nodded his head slowly as he stared into Red Snow's fearful eyes.

She couldn't scream. Before Red Snow could strike Black Eyes, Black Eyes hit her arms with his staff. Red Snow wheezed loudly, still trying to scream for help.

Standing up, Black Eyes yanked Red Snow up by her hair, twisted her arms behind her back, and dragged her past the trees. Red Snow's dark eyes rolled around, and she rasped for help. Her thoughts stayed on Sky.

Black Eyes stopped and forced Red Snow to look at him. His breath was cold like the winter morning air which puzzled Red Snow.


"I didn't have enough time to deal with your brother, Red Snow,"
Black Eyes hissed. Red Snow couldn't meet his eyes.

"Your idiot brother ran after I tipped Wandering Feet off; it is easy to spot a traitor, Red Snow and I don't let traitors get away, Spotted Wings was the only one who escaped! I am not one to lose that easily, Red Snow. Do you know what his punishment was going to be?"Black Eyes said as he forced Red Snow to look down.

They were at the edge of the cliff. Red Snow began to panic and tried to escape, but Black Eyes had a strong grip on her broken arms Black Eyes laughed harshly and pulled Red Snow's head to look at the sky.


"Take a good look at the sky, Red Snow. Look at it."


Red Snow's vision clouded with tears.


"I'm sorry, Sky..."


Black Eyes pushed Red Snow off the cliff. Everything seem to move slowly for Red Snow as her life flashed.

Her parents'.

Spotted Wings.

White Feather.

Sun Dancer.

Sky.


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Smack!

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Calling Bird and Wandering Feet looked over the edge of the cliff, grimacing when they saw Red Snow lying at the bottom. Pink fleshy mush was by her head.

Sky stared at Red Snow.


"Wandering Feet...?"

"Looks like she took her own life, Calling Bird..."
Wandering Feet said, unaware that it was Black Eyes doing. Wandering Feet and Calling Bird stared at Red Snow's body for a long time.

Sky said nothing but stare sadly at Red Snow. He knew who it was.

Sky's head lifted when someone put their arm around him. Calling Bird looked down at him, his eyes heavy with sadness.

Wandering Feet turned around, Calling Bird yanked his arm away.


"I have nothing to say." was all Wandering Feet said before turning and walking away. Calling Bird left as well leaving Sky alone to mourn for Red Snow.
 
Sky got down on his knees, one hand reaching for her.

"Tell me a story, Red Snow... the one about the earth. And... how she never forgets, Red Snow." Sky whispered to Red Snow. Red Snow never answered Sky.

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"Now, Red Snow is gone. You need to heal my mama and papa so we can leave this place. Please help me..."
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« Reply #112 on: August 03, 2018, 03:09:19 AM »

Chapter 74...

Skunk Pelt looked up at the cloudy sky, staring at the black silhouette of a Vulture that was flying high above his head. Skunk Pelt pulled out a wooden whistle that was the shape of a Vulture's head and blew into it. The sharp sound of a Vulture squawked out. Skunk Pelt could make the noise, but he didn't want to at the moment.

The Vulture came down to landing and perched next to Skunk Pelt. Skunk Pelt knelt down and blew his wooden whistle again. The Vulture dropped an earring on Skunk Pelt's bare feet before flying away.

Skunk Pelt picked up the earring to examine it.

A red earring; the same earring Red Snow wore.

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Skunk Pelt stared up at the sky, his eyes closed as he prayed. BlackWater found him sitting there alone.

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"I haven't been out of this hut for days. I don't want to head out without Red Snow. Black Eyes killed Red Snow, and no one is doing anything about it! Why won't you do something? If you won't do away Black Eyes, at least help me and my parents'. That's all I ask."

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« Reply #113 on: August 05, 2018, 03:11:24 AM »

Chapter 75...

Calling Bird sat outside, watching Sky snake out of the hut with the basket Red Snow made for him. His arrows and spear slung over his shoulder along with his knife and net tied to his belt.

Sky brushed the dirt off his knees and walked away with his head up, ignoring the taunting children. Calling Bird stared at him as he swaggered off. Calling Bird had not seen Sky since Red Snow's death which was four suns ago, but now Sky was going hunting. Sky stopped to let a family of quail run by and then he left. Calling Bird waited for him to come back.

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Sky lifted his net from the water and found a flopping fish. After killing the fish, Sky placed it along with the squirrel he shot with his arrow. "Tree rats" Sky liked to call them since they almost looked like one. Picking up his kill, Sky went to the pecan trees to find the tasty fruits of the trees. Sky's heart ached as he walked.

Who knew that losing someone would hurt this much?

Sky sighed and picked the pace. From the tree, a bobcat blinked sleepily at him. At the pecan trees, Sky got down and hunted for pecans. His mind heavy with the thoughts of the people he knew.

Spotted Wings.

Red Snow.

His mother and father.

That bird with the colorful train of feathers that always came each year.

The stories.

"I hope you-"

Crunch!

Sky stopped praying when he heard a crunch. Sitting up on his knees, Sky stared at the leafy bushes that were wiggling slightly. Pulling out his bow and arrow, Sky aimed it at the bushes in case it was a wild beast. Sky's sharp steel-blue eyes glared at his soon-to-be attacker hiding in the bushes. The bushes wiggled more and opened.

Sky stared at the gnarled hands that were parting the leaves. Still, Sky kept his arrow up in case it was one of those Tribe members who "talked" with children. An old man hobbled out from the bushes, smiling at Sky. Sky cocked his head.

He knew this old man. He was the one who told stories to the children. Sky sat in the trees listening to him.

BlackWater stood up straighter, Sky lowered his arrows, but kept one hand on his knife in case.

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"Help me if it is one of those people."
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« Reply #114 on: August 06, 2018, 04:40:50 AM »

Chapter 76...

BlackWater stared at Sky for a while before getting to his knees. Sky stared at him.


"You have grown, Sky."

"I remember you. Not your name, but I have seen your face before."

"I have seen you before, too."



BlacWater smiled at Sky. Sky held out his basket of pecans to BlackWater and asked for his name. BlackWater told Sky his name, and politely turned down his offer.


"You need it more than I."

"We should respect our elders, BlackWater..."
Sky said, holding out his basket loser to BlackWater. BlackWater shrugged and took out the smallest pecan from Sky's basket.


"And I should respect and obey our God."

"Huh?

"You, Sky. You are our God of the Skies, did you know that?"

"I have heard it before but found it hard to believe,"
Sky said to BlackWater.

"Why?"

"Well... everyone keeps shunning me and telling me that I am not, so it must be true."

"What they say is wrong. I, myself know who you are,"
BlackWater said, tapping at his head. Sky wondered if he should run. This man was probably crazy.

"And... how do you know who I am, BlackWater?"

"I know. I have seen it, Sky."

"When?"

"Years ago when you were born."



Sky looked around to see if anyone was watching them. He knew that he and BlackWater were not supposed to be talking, but it didn't matter since Sky was a mix of two different Tribes.

Why should the "Law" apply to him? Sky sat down in front of BlackWater.


"Tell me again who I am, BlackWater..."

"You are the God of the Skies. Guardian of the Sun and Moon, and the Deities beyond the heavens,"
BlackWater said, sweeping his hand high above his head. Sky looked up at his sky. How can this be?


"Are you telling the truth, BlackWater?"

"Yes, Sky. You are their Guardian-"

"What's that?"

"Someone who protects his or her Deity with their whole life."



Sky thought for a few minutes.


"The sun..."

"What?"

"The sun. I saw a baby there."

"Go on..."

"On the moon, there was a sleeping baby. A girl. Were they...?"

"Yes, Sky. They were the Sun God and Moon Goddess,"
BlackWater said as he drew a strange loop in the dirt. Sky looked at it.

"What's that?"

"The Infinity Loop."

"What is that?"

"The eternal loop that never ends unless Loyal breaks it."

"Who?"

"Loyal. The God of Life. My father and your father."

"My father is White Feather."

"He is also White Feather's father."

"White Feather's father is that sorry man who leads the Eagle Tribe,"
Sky said. BlackWater laughed lightly. He was glad he had patience with children. "Like the earth, Loyal is also called our father because he rules and cares for us all. Each human, Deity, and Guardian are from him and his grandmothers," BlackWater said to confused Sky. Sky scooted closer to BlackWater as if whatever he said, Sky wouldn't hear.

"He is your father as well, Sky."

"Like the earth?"

"Yes."

"Is he the God you were talking about in your stories?"

"How did you hear that story?"



Sky shut his mouth. He wasn't watching what he was saying. BlackWater did nothing but simper at Sky.


"Loyal. Loy-al. Loyaaaaal!"
Sky said loudly, adjusting to the name.

"Yes. Like you, Sky. Loyal suffers."

"How? Was he born from humans like me?"

"No, a God and Goddess are his parents', but they do not treat him like a son."

"Too bad..."

"Loyal suffers but hears our prayers. When the summer heat is destroying our plants, Loyal sends the rain to cool the earth and help our plants."

"Does he hear mine?"

"Yes. He heard you. This morning I woke up and found these for you."



BlackWater held out his hands. Sky peeked at the seeds resting in BlackWater's palms.


"Grow the seeds, and they will heal your mother and father."

"Really??"

"Yes."



Sky eagerly took the seeds and hid them in his leather pouch. BlackWater stood up and bowed to Sky.


"BlackWater?"

"It was an honor to talk to our God. Thank you, Sky."

"Thank you, BlackWater. Will I ever see you again?"

"I pray we will, Sky."



Sky got up and hugged BlackWater's legs. BlackWater ruffled Sky's light hair.


"If I should die before we meet again, remember me,"
BlackWater rasped as he gave Sky the colorful bracelet he wore around his wrist. Sky thankfully took it and gave BlackWater his "tree rat" in return. BlackWater gave it back to him.

...

Sky looked over his shoulder and shook his fist goodbye to BlackWater. BlackWater shook his fist weakly. Feeling slightly better, Sky jogged back to his hut.

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"So. I finally know your name. Loyal. I am Sky. You can call me Bird of Many Colors since that is my real name. I heard that you hear prayers..."
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« Reply #115 on: August 06, 2018, 07:02:02 AM »

That was a great chapter!!
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Цвет настроения синий. Внутри Martini, а в руках бикини.
Под песню «Синий иней» она так чувствует себя Богиней.
Цвет настроения синий. Внутри Martini, а в руках бикини.
Под песню «Синий иней» она так чувствует себя Богиней.
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« Reply #116 on: August 07, 2018, 02:36:05 AM »

Chapter 77...

For the next few days, Sky watered and fertilized his sacred plant. At first, it looked like a cruel joke, but the seeds produced a white leafy plant with glossy leaves like the mistletoe his mother warned him not to eat. Sky grew the plant inside of his hut so the stupid kids would not tear it out from the ground and poked a hole through the roof so it can get some sunshine. On rainy days, Sky let it have its drink and covered it carefully with a large pot so it wouldn't drown. The hunt became wet inside, but it didn't matter.

One day, while lugging river water, Sky was stopped by Calling Bird. Sky was in no mood to talk, so he pushed past Calling Bird.

"Sky?"

"Yes?"
Sky said with an eye-roll. Calling Bird walked over to Sky and looked at his pot. "Why are you always carrying that water jug? I see you dragging water into your hut, why?" Calling Bird asked like a silly child.

"I get thirsty late at night."

"I know that's not the truth."


Sky gave Calling Bird a nasty look before walking away. Water splashed out and onto Sky's pants. Sky frowned but kept walking. A few kids threw rocks at Sky but stopped and ran when Calling Bird looked at them. Quickly, Calling Bird trodden to Sky and took the pot from him and carried it back to Sky's hut with Sky at his heels.

"Thank you kindly," Sky said, picked up his pot, and crawled inside. Calling Bird stood outside for a few minutes. Sky poked out his head.

"You are not going to go away unless you get an answer, right?" Sky said flatly. Calling Bird eyes screwed up to the trees. This kid sounded too much like his father. "I guess not..." Calling Bird said sheepishly. Sky sighed and looked around.

"I'll show you if you promise not to tell anyone, alright?"

"You have my word."

"Okay, come on inside,"
Sky said and went back inside. Calling Bird crawled after him.

...

Sitting crossed-legged, Calling Bird watched Sky water a glossy plant. It was unlike any other plant Calling Bird had seen. Spotted Wings had shown him all sorts, but this was different. Sky pruned a few leaves before using his small broken spoon to fertilize it.

Sky washed his hands and sat down far away from Calling Bird. Clearing his throat, Calling Bird stared intently at the plant.
 
"Well? Seen enough?"

"What is it, Sky?"

"It doesn't have a name. It is something I prayed for."

"You prayed for it?"

"Yes. I prayed for something to heal my mama and papa, and Loyal sent this to me."

"What will it do? It looks surreal and poisonous."

"It isn't. Someone told me that this plant will heal my parents'."

"Who?"


Sky didn't answer Calling Bird. His long fingers gently caressed the leaves. Calling Bird gazed at the plant.
 
Sky must be telling the truth, or was this a lie? Looking at Sky and his plant filled Calling Bird with the hope that he thought was lost. Calling Bird had been praying too, was this the answer? It didn't matter if it wasn't given to him, all Calling Bird wanted was for White Feather to live. If White Feather pulls through with this plant, Calling Bird will take him and his family back, and the Peacock Tribe be damned. Calling Bird looked up.

"When will it be ready?"

Sky was surprised. Why does Calling Bird care all of a sudden? "I don't know yet. It's still small," Sky found himself saying to Calling Bird. Looking at the plant again, Calling Bird felt hope growing inside of him.

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The next day, Calling Bird was in Sky's hut again helping him prune the plant. Sky was still fidgety with Calling Bird since he does nothing to help him with these monsters, but seeing how hopeful Calling Bird, Sky pitied Calling Bird.

After tending to the plant, Calling Bird would talk with Sky and look at the plant before leaving. A few days later, Sky told Calling Bird what the "forest spirit" told him when he first received the seeds.

Calling Bird couldn't tell if it was Skunk Pelt or BlackWater who told Sky, but it didn't matter. When Calling Bird stood up to leave, Sky fell off his lap. Startled, Calling Bird and Sky stared at each other in shock. How long were they like that?

...

Then Sky burst out laughing. Calling Bird tried to be stern and scold Sky that he was too big to be sitting on a lap, but Sky's happy laughter made him start laughing as well.

Not only was this a healing plant; it was also healing the wound that bled inside of Calling Bird and Sky for years.

...


"Loyal? When will my plant be ready? Is this all a dream? Is Calling Bird finally accepting me?"

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« Reply #117 on: August 09, 2018, 03:39:31 AM »

Chapter 78...

Sky clipped off a few leaves and ate them to test if they would heal the blister on his bottom lip.

It worked!

Sky was overjoyed when the plant healed the pesky blister on his lip that he ran out to find Calling Bird. Standing outside, Sky heard that Calling Bird was out hunting with a few of the men and would not return until night. Sky was disappointed but told himself to be patient. He couldn't give the plant to the Masked Monster because he wouldn't trust him since it was blind to believe who Sky was.

Sky would give it to Calling Bird who would give it to the Masked Monster for White Feather and Sun Dancer Simple as that.

Seeing that he was out of food, Sky left to go hunting as well. Joy was bursting in Sky's heart.

...

...

Walking back to the hut with Wandering Feet and Black Eyes, Calling Bird talked with Burning Tracks about White Feather. Burning Tracks rarely answered and kept his head down.

What can he say? They were not getting any better, and they both took a turn for the worst despite how long they held on. Any day now and White Feather or Sun Dancer could leave. Burning Tracks hated seeing Sun Dancer like this. Picking up his head, Burning Tracks stole a look at Black Eyes. Black Eyes stared straight ahead and ignored the chatter around him.

...

Sky scampered up the hill with a few fish in a basket. He saw Calling Bird's team walking back, and Sky hurried to get home. Avoiding the Peacock Tribe who were leaving, Sky ran to his hut and crawled in expecting to see his plant.

Sky stopped.

His plant from Loyal was ripped out from the pot and torn on the floor. The leaves were crushed into the wet dirt and ripped apart. Animal droppings coated some of the leaves and splattered all over the plant. Sky's eyes were wide as he stared at his plant.

Sky knew he couldn't save his plant. The plant was damaged, and the animal droppings made it unsafe to consume. Seeing the plant, Sky felt destroyed along with it.

...

Hiding his face in his blanket, Sky screamed in anger and defeat. Tears poured out from his shut eyes and onto the furry pelt. Sky screamed until his throat became sore. Lying on his side, Sky cried beside his plant.

...

"Oh, Loyal. An animal came in a destroyed my plant! How will I heal my mama and papa now?? I put the bramble over the entrance and still, an animal came in! Not the wild animal, but a human! A human did this to my plant. Who was the person who ruined my plant?? How will I get out now?

Do something."
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« Reply #118 on: August 10, 2018, 02:39:41 AM »

Chapter 79...

Hiding his face in his knees, Sky sat hunched up weeping. Sky didn't tell Calling Bird because he was forbidden to talk to the Leader of the Eagle Tribe. Turning his head, Sky felt the tears dampen the knees of his pants.

Inside the hut, the plant was beginning to turn a brown color. The thought of it made fresh tears in Sky's eyes. He didn't talk to anyone not even pray to Loyal. The shame and pain were suffocating Sky that he started to cough. He knew that his mother and father were hanging on for him. Sky had the medicine, but an evil person took it all away from him and his parents'.

Sky knew it was pointless to pray to Loyal for more. The dank scent of death hovered near the hut where Sun Dancer and White Feather were.

"Please... give me more time and seeds, Loyal. I'm not ready to lose them...

Sky cried harder because he heard nothing from Loyal. Far away, a fire flame flickered. Sky wiped his eyes.

It was too late already. Sky had failed. He failed them all.

...


Standing up, Sky walked to the hut where his parents' were. No one saw him walking to it.

Sky crawled inside the hut.

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"Oh, Loyal... please. Please do something. Not for me, but for them."
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« Reply #119 on: August 11, 2018, 04:03:58 AM »

Chapter 80...

The fire was going out but gave out enough light for Sky to see. Breathing softly, Sky was on his knees looking at his mother and father. The stench of disease and pus permeated the hut, but Sky never left. Sky has not seen his parents' since the day they caught he and Red Snow and kept them here as prisoners. The same hand Sky held White Feather's felt numb. After rubbing life back into it, Sky crawled over in the middle of the mats. White Feather on the left. Sun Dancer on the right. Sky in the middle.

...

Sky turned his head when he heard White Feather moan. Sky smoothed back White Feather's damp hair away from his hot face and patted his cheek to wake him up from his delusional dream. White Feather opened his eyes; his blurred vision came to focus. Sky was looking at him. White Feather blinked a few times to see if Sky was real and not another illusion. Sky stayed there looking at him.

"Papa..." Sky whispered, touching White Feather's face. White Feather smiled weakly and held Sky's small hand to his face; feeling his Sky's soft touch. Swallowing the hard lump in his throat, Sky hunkered down so his face could be next to White Feather's cheek. White Feather closed his eyes.

"Papa... tell him to go away," Sky said to his father.

Him...

The sweet dark voice of Death was vocalizing outside of the hut. It was far, but they could hear it. Sky pressed his face hard against White Feather's cheek. Lifting his hand, White Feather placed it on Sky's head. Tears came to his eyes. Using the last ounce of energy he had, White Feather turned his head to look at Sky's face. He couldn't speak, his steel-blue eyes said it all:


"I'm sorry... Forgive those who do not know."

Tears clouded Sky's eyes as he pressed his forehead to White Feather's and rubbed it like a cat. White Feather closed his eyes and did the same for Sky.

The voice was getting closer.

...

Sky laid down between his parents and looked over to Sun Dancer. Sun Dancer was awake and looking at Sky. Her once smooth face was marked with spots and scars from the disease. And yet, her smile was beautiful. Sky reached out to Sun Dancer's outstretched hand and their fingers entwined. Sky stared at his mothers' steel-blue eyes that matched his and White Feather's. Sun Dancer gazed sadly at her son who was trying not to cry. Slowly, Sun Dancer wiped away Sky's tears that were falling.

"Mama..." Sky whimpered and touched Sun Dancer's face. Sun Dancer could feel her tears falling. She didn't want Sky to see her crying, but she couldn't hold back her tears. "Mama... tell him to stop singing," Sky said, pointing at the entrance. Sun Dancer had heard the voice long ago. It wasn't for her or White Feather yet. It was for someone else. Sky pressed his forehead to Sun Dancer's. Her forehead hot with fever but Sky didn't notice. Sun Dancer rubbed her forehead to Sky's. Sky heard her voice even though she never said a word.

"I love you. Your father and I both love you, Sky... forgive us both. We love you so much that we can't find the words to express it. Be brave and keep fighting."

...

Sky was sitting up, his hands holding White Feather's and Sun Dancer's. The singing was inside now that Sky wondered if the person was inside with them.

...

"Please, Loyal..."

...

"Please, Mother Earth..."

...

"Please give Sky the love you have given us... let him feel it in his darkest hours..."

...

The singing stopped. Sky lifted his head. The warmth was leaving White Feather's and Sun Dancer's hands.

...

Sky looked at his father. His chest was no longer moving. Sky gently prodded him.


"Papa? Papa, wake up. Wake up, the singing stopped. Wake up."


Sky knew he was gone, but he was not ready.


"Papa? Papa, please wake up. We have to go home. You, me, and mama are going home. Wake up so we can go and leave this awful place. Papa?"


White Feather's cold hand fell from Sky's. Sky turned to Sun Dancer.


"Mama? Mama, tell Papa to wake up. Please, Mama. Wake up, wake up. Mama?"


Sun Dancer never moved. Sky began to cry, praying that Sun Dancer will wake up to his crying.

"Mama, don't leave me. Don't leave me in this awful place. Take me with you and Papa. Don't leave. Papa? Papa, don't leave me. Take me with you and mama, Papa. Come back so we can go home. Mama? Papa? Don't leave me here alone. Please! Please come back so we can go home. Take me with you- come back- I don't know anymore, please don't leave me here alone. I don't want- I don't- please don't leave me."


Sky's tears wet the soft dirt. Sun Dancer and White Feather were gone. Sky was alone. Hiding his face in his arms, Sky wept for his parents'. The aching cold of being alone and the shattering of his heart tore at Sky. Sky rocked back and forth, crying.

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Sky looked up when he heard someone enter the hut. 

Wandering Feet was there as well. His dark eyes burned with hatred. Sky didn't move. Behind Wandering Feet, Calling Bird held one hand to his mouth when he saw Sky. A few minutes ago, he found the plant but not Sky.

Calling Bird raced to get to Sky, but Wandering Feet found out first.

Sky stared at them both. He couldn't run. He knew that he was in trouble for being near White Feather and Sun Dancer.

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"Loyal...? I don't know what to do... They are coming! The masked monster and the monster with black eyes are coming for me!! Loyal, please protect me!

Mama!

Papa!

"Loyal?!"
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