Lifting the Heart - Chapter One
His name was jason lakota anderson a freshmen at roseberry college in a small town named bismore.
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 13
Or do you think that the lakota will bring others along? or are you planning on actually inviting people we run into in town?" he just was wondering what she was getting at.
Faith
Failure is something I have grown accustomed to. I failed to kill myself, I failed to stop her, I failed to not enjoy it. That was how she killed me, she killed that part of me that cared, the part of me that was human enough to be horrified. A happy...
Changes
My eyeteeth itched. That wasn't the first thing that told me she was coming, but those phantom feelings of what was coming were hard to ignore. She rattled me like a cage, ready to jump free the moment she was born. I was born Talutah Little Crow, now...
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 18
Looking up at the husky, she started talking, "in the old days, the lakota nation was ruled by their chief, but it was really the women who ran everything. the lakota nation was a matriarchal society.
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 8
I love the scents used for cleaning that the lakota use." even the bathroom was stocked up, though nothing worked in it since the blackout.
The Deciding Shot- Prologue
_The winter wind curled the gray wolf's fur as the oak branches kissed his cheeks gently. Looking out into the dark night , he faintly remembered a time when passage through here was safe-- comfortable, even. A path traveled by the great kings of the...
De-Evolution - Post NaNo 4
"so be it...it is the decision of the elders, and my decision, as chief, that you, marco cross, are to be accepted this day into the ranks of the lakota.
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 16
Of course, being that black elk was lakota, there wasn't much that he hadn't been able to use.
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 12
Marco nodded and walked out onto the back porch, where they had a stack of wood that had clearly been freshly gathered and chopped by the lakota tribe when they were here.
Cold
The crackle of snow underfoot accompanies labored breathing. A small nose pulls in the chill air and sharp eyes search through the midnight wood. Pausing to rest, she leans her head back against a the hard bark of a pine. Her hands clench tight, almost...
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 11
He asked this, because, a man who raped a woman in the lakota culture deserved to die, unless he took responsibility and married her.