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Show I*' 53 • l***^ He would have run like the wind if he had not been carrying the water jar. T%a1: r always helped him let his feelings fly to Father Sun. Could he allow othersrto love him again? As Chua returned to the cliff dwelling, Chosovi fluttered to his shoulder. The bird had been waiting for him. Chua crept down the dark narrow passage behind the rooms of the cliff dwelling. He couldn't return to his mother yet. He set the water down. He'd pick it up later. ^ He needed some time to think. Maybe it was okay that they were alone without a clan. Maybe the family he had was enough. Maybe he could find substitutes for the people in his life that were gone. Chua passed the great kiva. He knew it was a place in Mother Earth for the men of the clan to meet. His father had told him about the kiva. He wondered if there was a sand painting on the floor. Were the poles of the weaving looms left in there? The light would be dim. Even though the rays of the sun were high in the sky, the overhanging arch of the cliff never allowed direct sunlight to come to the entrance of the kiva. But it would have more light now than at any other time. He knew he shouldn't go into the kiva because he haaftSf been initiated yet. But the time of Wuwuchim was drawing near. Even though it was forbidden, he would go in on his own. Chua stepped on to the ladder that led down into the kiva. Chosovi was on his shoulder. It was like entering into the sacredness of Mother Earth. Chua's eyes took a few 00" \ minutes to get used to the dim light before he could see well. \ . ) (r T\ ,I P~* rJ^ \ ivjJ i n$*> |