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A lonsome warrior stands in fear of what the future brings, he will never hear the beating drums or the songs his brothers sing. Our many nations once stood tall and ranged from shore to shore, but most are gone and few remain and the Buffalo roam no more..... We shared our food and our land and gave with open hearts, we wanted Peace, and Love, and Hope, but all were torn apart. All this was taken because we did not know what the white man had in store, they killed our people and raped our lands... Read More

 
The Hunting of the Great Bear

There were four hunters who were brothers. No hunters were as good as they at following a trail. They never gave up once they began tracking their quarry.  
One day, in the moon when the cold nights return, an urgent message came to the village of the four hunters. A great bear, one so large and powerful that many thought it must be some kind of monster, had appeared. The people of the village whose hunting grounds the monster had invaded w... Read More

Buffalo Woman, A Story of Magic Caddo native American Lore Snow Bird, the Caddo medicine man, had a handsome son. When the boy was old
enough to be given a man's name, Snow Bird called him Braveness because of
his courage as a hunter. Many of the girls in the Caddo village wanted to
win Braveness as a husband, but he paid little attention to any of them.
One morning he started out for a day of hunting, and while he was walking
along looking for wild game, he saw someone ahead of h... Read More

There once was a boy who was very concerned about his family being very cold, and hungry all the time. This was long ago when many large creatures roamed the World and the people lived in damp caves. The boy would lie on one particular warm rock in the heat of the day, and just look at the beautiful landscape where the sky would touch the mountains. One day the boy cried, and his tears dropped down upon the rock, what can I do to help my family and the clan, there must be something I can do," so... Read More

In time passed, there was no such thing as stories. The people did not have a way to keep up with their history or with their customs. Worse yet, they lost track of their ancestors. In a small village near the Great Woods there was a boy who was a skilled hunter. He knew the woods well, and he often provided the people with food. he was hunting one day, and he had some game birds which he had gotten. He was returning back to his village, the snow and icy winds tired him alot; he stopped and sat... Read More

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