The Sweat Lodge
The second hour of the sweat lodge was conducted in total silence and reflection, as was the first.
An elder finally spoke. “The path you are walking leads to darkness.”
Moonchild nodded.
“What am I to do, Bearpaw?”
“There are many paths that don’t lead to darkness. Cleanse your thoughts and ask the Great Spirit for guidance.”
More stones were brought in and doused with water and healing herbs.
“My child died in school, Bearpaw. Those responsible must pay.”
“I lost a grandchild as well, but your path leads to darkness and solves nothing. Keep searching, the answer will come.”
From Guest Contributor N.T. Franklin
NT Franklin has been published in Page and Spine, Fiction on the Web, 101 Words, Friday Flash Fiction, CafeLit, Madswirl, Postcard Shorts, 404 Words, Scarlet Leaf Review, Freedom Fiction, Burrst, Entropy, Alsina Publishing, Fifty-word stories, Dime Show Review, among others.
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