The people of my mind. Ch.3 The shaman
Over time, and through deeds he earned different names and titles, but chose his own as simple zakkar druegan, shaman. not many outside of close friends used his name at all, just shaman.
Alone
My shaman's lodge. i live here now, physically. mentally i roam the planes at night as i roam the city during the day.
Tribes of Anowara: Prologue
It follows three kayeil' kushtaka (peaceful land otter men in tlingit) named dleit kageet: age 18, shaman in training; x'aan ch'aak, age 20, warrior brother of dleit; and kanat'a ts'itskw, age 17, huntress and dleit's soul mate, as they are thrown into a war
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Kel raised up slightly and a shaman at her side spoke along with her. " hold your taunt scarlet. you have no privilege here."
Shaman's Tale - Chapter 10
shaman greeted warmly, bumping heads with her friend. "how's my girl today? all set for your plan?" she giggled, bumping shaman's rump. "the plan." shaman shook her head. "gonna have to put it off till we figure out what's wrong with that jackass."
Shaman's Tale - Chapter 6
shaman giggled covering her mouth. "ahh but it was short lived a while after the owlets were born, she flew off, growing so bored with me." "aww." shaman cooed. "oh yes.
Shaman's Tale - Chapter 7
He and shaman shot out a foot every now and then as they cautiously traversed the ice. shaman's paw broke through the ice, soaking her arm in the freezing water below. "ahh!" she cried out, quickly retracting her paw. "shaman!"
Shaman's Tale - Chapter 4
shaman stammered. the two began to race for the end of the tunnel, chasing for the light at the end. panic started to set in with shaman; she was running headlong into a collision with a train.
Shaman's Tale - Chapter 3
shaman smiled warmly. "heh, you're welcome. good night, shaman." he called, leaving for the living room. "good night, silver."
Shaman's Tale - Chapter 5
shaman tumbled away and let the fumbling creature pass. over the lip of the trail, he snapped a tree as he barreled down the remainder of the mountain. shaman went to the ledge to see if he was down for good.
Family Tradition III: Shamanic Rides
The shaman just stared unabashedly. grunt didn't mind. not at all. he grinned at the look of surprise and utter disbelief that formed itself on the shaman's face once he saw his package.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
Where only a shaman need concern himself with them.