Rebirth of the Anasazi Princess

Winter had come to the High Plains leaving all in its icy grip. The Tala Clan had moved south to its winter camp leaving behind a mother and her newborn infant. Having recently lost her mate she had been staying with the Fala Clan who built their lodges in the red cliffs below and to the north of Lake Tala. When she had returned to her lodge she found herself and her daughter to be alone. She would rest one or two days before returning. On the evening before her return, she watched the...
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Winter had come to the High Plains leaving all in its icy grip. The Tala Clan had moved south to its winter camp leaving behind a mother and her newborn infant. Having recently lost her mate she had been staying with the Fala Clan who built their lodges in the red cliffs below and to the north of Lake Tala. When she had returned to her lodge she found herself and her daughter to be alone. She would rest one or two days before returning. On the evening before her return, she watched the sun, blood red, as it neared the southwestern horizon. To the northwest a gathering storm cloud was forming, sending forth its wintry gale force winds. The mother, holding tightly to her breast her newborn daughter, stood watching the beauty of the sunset and the awesome power of the approaching storm and she was without fear. She watched as the lightning danced from cloud tip to cloud tip. In awe, she stood as the bolts walked the High Plains floor as the cloud took on a golden tinge. Soon the low rumbling of thunder came to her ears followed shortly by boom after boom that shook the ground as if a giant walked the world.The wind surrounded her but stirred not a strand from her long, black hair. A final bolt struck not far from her, temporarily blinding the mother. When her sight had once again returned, standing before her was Hausis. The old woman, reaching out her hand, softly stroked the baby's brow and in a firm and loving voice said, "Nukpana is upon you. The Tala Clan is no more. I am here to save your child for she has been chosen. There is greatness in her future and that greatness shall bring joy and a lasting peace to the Anasazi."The mother heard not the word but saw the vision of Hausis. She kissed her daughter and gladly gave her up to the old woman. Five hundred years the clans had waited and prayed to Hah-gweh-di-yu for this day. As she turned to enter her lodge, a vision of Kw-Uhnx-Wa formed in her mind and in that moment, she found eternal peace.