The Quest
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
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2,038
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The Quest - Chapter 1
Twilight came. Twilight went. Came back. Went away. More days flew by. Until the full moon finally rose, the tall Cherokee sat and stared and meditated.
And then he went home.
****
Daniel Boone left his cabin at sunrise on one of the early summer days. He had had no news of his Indian friend, his Indian brother since their last hunt two months ago.
As he crossed the river, he saw smoke. Chota was awake.
Children were heard first, running and playing free as Cherokee children did. The women in the field came into view before he saw the first lodges.
He crossed a small stream, over a small wooden bridge which had been erected by the men of the village. Then he waved to a young warrior, the nephew of Rain Cloud, he thought.
Rain Cloud was whittling on some wood, waiting for his wife to bring him warm food. Daniel approached him.
"Howdy,Rain Cloud! It's a good day today, ain't it?" he addressed Mingo's other brother.
"A good day, Daniel Boone, a good day" answered the usually reserved and quiet Cherokee.
"Have you see Mingo lately?" Daniel inquired straight away, not known for patience at times.
"Swimming in the river, by the large rock", replied Rain Cloud, never stopping his work
"Thanks, Rain Cloud".
Daniel walked through the camp, waving to those he knew and smiling to the youths and children.
As he approached the river, he heard splashing. Mingo was having a good time, obviously.
"Hey, Mingo. Long time no see. I thought I would visit you since you haven't been around" he said, loud enough for the Cherokee to hear him.
Mingo lifted his head high, and started to swim quickly toward the shore.
"Daniel!” Mingo smiled warmly, greeting his friend.
Mingo shook himself a little, using a piece of cloth to dry his (superb) body. As he put his vest back on, Daniel bent his long frame over the rock and picked up Mingo’s adornments and handed them to his friend.
Mingo sat down on a bolder, inviting Daniel to do the same, as he tighten his hair in braids and straighten the dark mane that covered his back.
"Where have you been for so long, Mingo? The children and Becky inquire about you constantly. I started to worry a little I admit."
Mingo stretched his (superb) long legs, warming them in the morning sun, and flexed his (superb) strong arms.
"I went on a spiritual quest, Daniel. I journeyed far in the west, went up the mountain with the bushy path, three hours into the sunset" answered Mingo, eyes (superbly) twinkling.
"A quest, Mingo? How did it go? Can you tell your paleface friend?" asked Daniel, whose curiosity was the type that killed the cat.
"Of course, I can. You're not just a paleface, you're my brother. Let's have breakfast first. Bright Rainbow is preparing trout and bannock for my return. Let's head back into the village. We’ll walk the path after breakfast and I'll tell you about it."
Daniel followed Mingo, eagerly. He didn't fail to notice the (superb) glow of his friend.
What would Mingo tell him?
And then he went home.
****
Daniel Boone left his cabin at sunrise on one of the early summer days. He had had no news of his Indian friend, his Indian brother since their last hunt two months ago.
As he crossed the river, he saw smoke. Chota was awake.
Children were heard first, running and playing free as Cherokee children did. The women in the field came into view before he saw the first lodges.
He crossed a small stream, over a small wooden bridge which had been erected by the men of the village. Then he waved to a young warrior, the nephew of Rain Cloud, he thought.
Rain Cloud was whittling on some wood, waiting for his wife to bring him warm food. Daniel approached him.
"Howdy,Rain Cloud! It's a good day today, ain't it?" he addressed Mingo's other brother.
"A good day, Daniel Boone, a good day" answered the usually reserved and quiet Cherokee.
"Have you see Mingo lately?" Daniel inquired straight away, not known for patience at times.
"Swimming in the river, by the large rock", replied Rain Cloud, never stopping his work
"Thanks, Rain Cloud".
Daniel walked through the camp, waving to those he knew and smiling to the youths and children.
As he approached the river, he heard splashing. Mingo was having a good time, obviously.
"Hey, Mingo. Long time no see. I thought I would visit you since you haven't been around" he said, loud enough for the Cherokee to hear him.
Mingo lifted his head high, and started to swim quickly toward the shore.
"Daniel!” Mingo smiled warmly, greeting his friend.
Mingo shook himself a little, using a piece of cloth to dry his (superb) body. As he put his vest back on, Daniel bent his long frame over the rock and picked up Mingo’s adornments and handed them to his friend.
Mingo sat down on a bolder, inviting Daniel to do the same, as he tighten his hair in braids and straighten the dark mane that covered his back.
"Where have you been for so long, Mingo? The children and Becky inquire about you constantly. I started to worry a little I admit."
Mingo stretched his (superb) long legs, warming them in the morning sun, and flexed his (superb) strong arms.
"I went on a spiritual quest, Daniel. I journeyed far in the west, went up the mountain with the bushy path, three hours into the sunset" answered Mingo, eyes (superbly) twinkling.
"A quest, Mingo? How did it go? Can you tell your paleface friend?" asked Daniel, whose curiosity was the type that killed the cat.
"Of course, I can. You're not just a paleface, you're my brother. Let's have breakfast first. Bright Rainbow is preparing trout and bannock for my return. Let's head back into the village. We’ll walk the path after breakfast and I'll tell you about it."
Daniel followed Mingo, eagerly. He didn't fail to notice the (superb) glow of his friend.
What would Mingo tell him?