A Find Through Time by Marianne Petit

Author:Marianne Petit
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, romance, love, historical, native american, time travel, indians, custers last stand, westerns, battle little big horn, petit, marianne, the old west
Publisher: Marianne Petit

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A light breeze blew in from the window drawing Roy’s attention back to the man who sat beside him.

Roy handed the whistle back to his host. “Why do you worship the sun?”

“We worship the power behind the sun.”

“You mean, what the sun does for the earth,” Roy said.

“Wi, the sun god, is one of many we give our thanks to; Hanwi, the moon, Maka, the Earth, our mother, are some of the others. So in what you whites call the Sun Dance, we give back one drop of blood and pain to the mother who did for us.”

Maybe it was the accident. Maybe he was getting sick. But it was hard to follow what the old man was saying. Roy ran his finger under his eyes and along his temple, trying to concentrate.

“So. Then the sun turned black and in its center was a hole. A man appeared in that hole. So he spoke to me. He said, ‘Tunkashila heard you. He tells you this land is sacred. Guard it, protect it. You shall live forever as its keeper.” He paused for a moment, and took a quick puff on his pipe. “Reflections of your past lives are all around you; they are mirrors in which you can see into and learn.”

Roy became instantly awake. “You’re talking about reincarnation. Life after death. Is that what you believe? And that hole-a different dimension?”

The old man’s brows arched as if expecting him to know the answer. “I told you my story. So now I ask you.”

Roy thought a moment. “Nay. Well… “What about the strange dreams he was having lately? “Nay. I can’t say that I do.”

“It is late and this old man needs his rest.” He rose. “Think deeply about what I have said.”

Roy watched as he shuffled out of the room and realized he didn’t know his host’s name, or where he should sleep for that matter.

“Sleep on the couch, it is comfortable,” he answered without turning around. “My name is John Raven Wing.”

What? Was the old man a mind reader? Wordlessly Roy stared after him. Had he said Raven Wing? What was it with that bird?

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