J. R. Parks's Blog – May 2011 Archive (1)

"A Thousand Year Old Tale"

It was not yet noon when the toilers of Camp Fasching gathered at the lodge to hear the Indian’s story. Bearded heathens, black in soul and tortured in ways, watched the empty stump with superstitious eyes. They peeled strips of dried boar meat from coonskin wallets and sipped sugar liquor from steer horns; they were famished and few, yet unsatisfied in their appetite for reason and stanch in their demand for stories to give it. Lachlan Fief stood among them, clean and quiet, listening…

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