Stories tagged “native american”
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Old Elk's Buffalo Hunt
Old Elk was the longest lived of all the elders of the tribe. His hair was the color of spring snow. His eyes danced even when the drums did not beat. He had seen seventy winters, and was called Great Grandfather by any in the village who wished to par...
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Mayflower: Winter Silence
Pametum had been keeping a watchful eye on the large ship ever since it floated into the bay and dropped anchor. It had not moved from that location in many moonfalls. The cold months had come and gone, and the water was beginning to shed its ice. Soon...
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Mayflower: The Approach
Pametum stood and signaled to Kautonbe and Yespilou, huddled in their winter furs at the foot of a nearby hill. Raising a single hand and gesturing to the sea behind him, Pametum indicated that he was taking the canoe out to the ship anchored in the di...
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Mayflower: First Visitor
The canoe glided next to the large wooden ship, the small rippling waves knocking a few floating hunks of ice into the hull with hollow thumps. Pametum looked up at the frosted, weather-beaten structure that towered over his tiny canoe – even sta...
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Burning Husk
The thermometer’s red vein pulsated and read 113 as I walked towards the heat. The blue flames consume the smell of propane, as they turn slowly orange. Carefully I place corn on the grill each carefully wrapped in husk by nature, spaced evenly two f...