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Thorn Summer was not male | and not female either |
Childbirthing was only for women | and for those who would never be men |
No name | not until she sees |
It she cannot see the mountain | the mountain can't see her |
Fire Ant beheld his new brother | in the waxing of Monkey Moon |
One mouth could not praise wisdom | and curse old age |
Fill-cactus quieted the belly | but did not feed the flesh |
Humans created story | Story created humanity |
Her seventh eye belonged | to Father Mountain |
The girl was born to Zebra Moon | and her husband Water Chant |
That smile was like the | birth of a second Sun |
Do not seek to change what | you don't understand |
When women began to do men's things | it caused confusion, fear and pain |
She gave them Death and this time | they understood and were grateful |
hyrax is a small ungulate | mammal |
Dream dancers were not supposed | to be alone with common boys |
our bodies are just husks | Our spirit makes them hot |
"I am T'Cori," she said. | "I have no name." |
Unless women knew healing or good songs | what real use were they? |
Great Earth is my mother | Great Sky is my father |
What message would she have | this man convey to their gods? |
All would dance eternally | atop Great Sky |
He realized that in making her small | he had somehow made himself larger |
Father Mountain will reward | truth with strength |
T'Cori was happy and ashamed | of herself for being so |
The dream dancers finally | found the right song |
They sang it with enough heart and | fervor to birth a strong sun |
He sensed the fear in the camp | as he had felt the weight of the sky |
Keloid: thick scar resulting from | excessive growth of fibrous tissue |
a death sentence had been passed | not by Father Mountain but by mortal men |
... walked west around Great Earth's Curve | murder in their minds |
as if some of the joy had been | sucked from their lives |
I will not live in the same thorn ring | with a witch to ... starve my spear |
He opened Stalker's sacred belt | and committed a great sin. |
Would he know that human will | had determined hunt chief justice? |
At the top of the tallest mountain ... | their ancestors danced in dead water |
pensive | thoughtful |
queasy: full of doubt | or suffering from nausea |
disoriented | not knowing which way is up |
So this was what their friendship had come to | a dance of lies |
Frog had knowledge and that | knowledge frightened him |
To win "ugly" was less | than to lose "pretty" |
There was something "quiet" | about the broader man |
Frog had begen to see something | ... frightening and delicious in girls |
What kind of union could hunt chiefs | and dream dancers share? |
"You see faces in clouds, but not | what's right in front of you. |
When a dream dancer ask you | to go with her, you go. |
awake in time to listen to the | old women (singing) the sun to life |
A girl with no name should | have no footprints, she thought |
A nameless girl was not bound | by the attributes of any totem. |
This was a smoke ant used to | make a potent medicine when mixed with mint, lionroot and menstrual blood |
Never would T'Cori have a true family | unless she left the dream dancers |
T'Cori had premonitions that ... | might ripen into wonders |
You must find the flame within yourself | if you would help a man to find it |
You will run the gauntlet | You will show us how brave and strong you are |
Who sacrifices his own brother | to keep his own skin safe? |
A Between. | Such men would never hunt, never lead |
the deeper the cuts the more | powerful the man-magic |
He sensed an emptiness | just beyond the light of his knowing |
He now understood exactly why | no one had ever warned him |
When a woman was in her moon blood | she was among the most powerful beings in the universe |
Only so long as we sing is a | new sun born every morning |
Heal those who can heal and provide | num-chilling potions for those was are beyond healing |
One day my flesh will flow up | the mountain," the old woman said. |
nyala: an antelope of S.E. Africa | with vertical white stripes |
obsidian | black volcanic glass |
alcove | a small recessed section |
Shame was better than | starvation |
Shadows are part of the | waking dream |
This was what his people had sent him out to find | Himself |
T'Cori watched helplessly | as her mind began to die |
We feel, we dream | We will die if we don't act |
Her tears puddled into the dust | It was at that moment that she knew the path ahead |
maelstrom | violent whirlpools |
obeisance | deference, homage |
Frog knew that if he did not control the fear flame | it would burn a hole in his belly |
I see that if you save me | you will be a great hunter |
Ifyou can see the future, you should be able to tell me | Will I return? |
I wish to see if your dreams are real | Or if you are the crazy girl everyone says. |
savannah: a tropical grassland | containing scattered trees |
Might as well wander out into | tall grass and call a leopard. |
Despite the dream dancers' singing | the blessed morning sun was never born that day |
In the face of such a catastrophe | it seemed even death itself might die |
With the face of his god burned into his brain | Cloud Stalker closed his eyes and died |
She needed to add the glow mushroom | the most powerful component of godweed |
A nameless child will be born. That child | will end the world and cause the death of the gods |
This world ends soon | we will be taken to the world beyond |
War is not antelope who seek | only to run and survive |
Seek to die for your tribe | All others stay with the women |
Women put the strength into men | or rip it out of them |
copntemptuous | manifesting, feeling or expressing contempt |
She closed her eyes with a sigh | and offered prayers to their dead gods |
If the Mk*tk will not have peace | then the firest of death will consume them utterly |
We kill our own | Think what we will do to you |
feint | to make a move this designed to deceive |
Frog gasped for air / no matter how much he sucked down | it dodm't seem to help |
No one has ever been to the top | Ten tens of men have died trying |
Father Mountain is there | If we go back our people die |
One who dies here on the mountain | is already in heaven |
I know we still live because I wish I was dead | You can't wish you were dead if you are already dead |
There is a place beyond contentment | beyond thought of knowledge or joining or even peace |
Fools to think our gods live atop the mountain | They are everywhere or no where at all |
A man does not give up his dreams | because a woman scribbles in dead water |
I will speak only truth | even if it costs me my life |
There is fear in his fire | she murmured |
We must leave Great Sky's shadow | If we do not leave, we will die. |
Such a name cannot be given, | only earned |