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- Author: Marah Ellis Ryan
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 149969055X
- ISBN-13: 9781499690552
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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Aliksai! In Tusayan the people were living! It was the year after the year when the great star with the belt of fire reached across the sky. (1528) The desert land of the Hopi people stretched yellow and brown and dead from mesa to mesa. The sage was the color of the dust, and the brazen sky was as a shield made hard and dry by the will of the angry gods. The Spirit People of the elements could not find their way past that shield, and could not bear blessings to Earth children. The rain did not walk on the earth in those days, and the corn stood still, and old men of the mesa towns knew that the starving time was close. In the kivas fasted the Hopi priests, the youth planted prayer plumes by the shrines of the dying wells, and the woman danced dances at sunrise, and all sang the prayers to the gods: --and each day the store of corn was lower, and the seed in the ground could not grow. In the one town of Wálpi there were those who regretted the seed wasted in the planting, --it were better to have given it to the children, and even yet they might find some of it if the sand was searched carefully.
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- Author: Marah Ellis Ryan
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 149969055X
- ISBN-13: 9781499690552
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
Aliksai! In Tusayan the people were living! It was the year after the year when the great star with the belt of fire reached across the sky. (1528) The desert land of the Hopi people stretched yellow and brown and dead from mesa to mesa. The sage was the color of the dust, and the brazen sky was as a shield made hard and dry by the will of the angry gods. The Spirit People of the elements could not find their way past that shield, and could not bear blessings to Earth children. The rain did not walk on the earth in those days, and the corn stood still, and old men of the mesa towns knew that the starving time was close. In the kivas fasted the Hopi priests, the youth planted prayer plumes by the shrines of the dying wells, and the woman danced dances at sunrise, and all sang the prayers to the gods: --and each day the store of corn was lower, and the seed in the ground could not grow. In the one town of Wálpi there were those who regretted the seed wasted in the planting, --it were better to have given it to the children, and even yet they might find some of it if the sand was searched carefully.
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