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Show 15 snake pointing east. "From there we will walk to the right of the rising sun." He drew a snake toward the south. "And finally we will turn toward the setting sun." He drew the final migration symbol facing west. <1 Chua rolled his eyes. He knew that the Hopi migrations were purification ceremonies to weed out the evil that came from the world before this one. He also knew that in order to be strong, the clan needed to rely on ftje^cre^tor and not take the easy way. But Ahote did not want to become a better person, or rely upon the power of the creator. He was just taking them in one big circle. They would get nowhere with him.. "Because of the unborn baby, mother can't keep up with your quick strides," Chua said. V/) . "She must," rfe replied, spitting brown liquid from his mouth. "If she can't, you will carry her water jar plus your com baskets." "Kwaaaa," called Chosovi. „ ot/JflP'>**? "Or let your precious bird carry them," Ahote said, laughing. ^ >r \J^A> ^ \ i Chua could see his uncle's eyes begin to get shiny, glowing^like the rising sun ^> ^ W" The black of his eyes moved more slowly. Chua looked away, but Ahote's beady eyes A stayed in Chua's head. He looked at the horizon to make the eyes leave. He knew deep down that fear kept them in his head. Ahote would have a vision soon, and when the vision was ended he would become angry. Then he would sleep. Ahote reached into the leather pouch for another piece and placed it in his mouth. He turned to the left of the rising sun and strode ahead. A "We must follow," said his mother. "Ahote is our only hope." "He is not," Chua said under his breath. |