The Cursed Night
The fight is quite boring and uneventful; the snake doesn't even see your killer claw torn its head bare open and now here it lies headless at the entrance of the cave.
Yellings from dozens of agonizing voices wake you up just before dawn.
You just sneak to the entrance where hundreds of intense smells confuse you: fear, anger and anguish threatening to drive you mad with rage.
Bellow your cave in the valley, raiders are attacking and raider Natives: "This is our land now. Your heathen rabble should retire from our American white lands!
You don't need Murray to explain what those supremacists bands have been doing to Natives decades community after community.
But what will you do about it.
Yellings from dozens of agonizing voices wake you up just before dawn.
You just sneak to the entrance where hundreds of intense smells confuse you: fear, anger and anguish threatening to drive you mad with rage.
Bellow your cave in the valley, raiders are attacking and raider Natives: "This is our land now. Your heathen rabble should retire from our American white lands!
You don't need Murray to explain what those supremacists bands have been doing to Natives decades community after community.
But what will you do about it.