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The Indians lowered their bows. Those geese that had not been killed were now airborne & out of reach. The women had vanished, all but the one who had been struck. We walked upstream to her, with several Midnooskies trailing us. At first I thought the arrow pierced her, but as we neared, I saw that it passed harmlessly through the skin shift at her side & pinned her to the trunk of the tree.
To the Bright Edge of the World
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