The white man has a thing that we call "Fire Story", which they attach many hairs of the great beasts from this into the walls of their enormous caves. Many of these white man caves have more than one Fire Story, because the white man tribes all live separately in smaller caves, where maybe one Fire Story tells one in great moving paintings of rape and another tells of how white man and man of many color beat the kolunka out of another group of the same, but wearing different war dress and paint... and maybe another Fire Story paints a moving picture of how a white man can please his woman, but only if he takes the medicine from a giant beast.
I think that we, the Invisible People, invented this, but the white man made it easy to sit on their fat hides. Hides made of what we hunted for food, and hides for our teepees.
We were a proud nation. We enjoyed the hunt for totonka, and our villages would often walk into the dangerous lands of many nations, but we were the Invisible People, and the nations to which we warred at times could not see us. The totonka could see us. Their herds moved in the night... sometimes to the northland, sometimes to the southland, or to the east or to the west, and we followed them. Other nations followed totonka also. The totoka would leave enormous kolunka on the plains.
At night, we would gather totonka kolunka and set it to fire, and then as we sat eating what we hunted, we would tell stories to one another speaking loudly through the fire. I told the stories of the great totonka that was born of the mountain spring, and others about giant fish.
I can not understand white man Fire Story. We tell our Fire Story outside until the morning when the fire dies, but white man, who lives in caves of many smaller caves, brings in the totonka kolunka, does not set it to fire and listens to its story.
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