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Tribal Love

Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: jdm320, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

George lay on his bed of skins in the teepee of his adopted father. Just like every night for the past six years, he dreaded to go to sleep. It wasn't that he was not tired. But each time he closed his eyes, the evil spirits reminded him of that dreadful day. The day his old life ended, and his new life began. As hard as he fought, sleep quickly overcame his tired body. As his body and mind relaxed, the demons returned. The dream was the same every night. It always started with George climbing to the top of that big oak tree. It was his favorite place to go and hide from the chores of the farm. He loved the view the tree provided of the open prairie. Spring had just arrived, and the wildflowers were in full bloom. He sat on his favorite branch and just relaxed and enjoyed the peaceful day. He watched as the dandelion seed blew in the breeze, making it look as it was snowing. With the aroma of nature’s bouquet filling his senses, George felt himself drifting off to sleep. In his dreams, George was awakened by the sounds of horses approaching. He rose to see who was approaching and what he saw made chills run down his spine. Twelve mounted riders. He could tell by their yelping that they were Comanche. There had been rumors about a rebel band wreaking havoc on the white settlement. George quickly climbed down from the safety of his tree. He dropped from the bottom branch and hit the ground in a full sprint. Unfortunately, the horses were much faster and the last thing George ... remembered was a sharp pain in his head, then everything went black. Every night, that is where his dream ended and he was grateful. The rest of the events from that day were still fresh in his mind. He remembered waking up and finding his parents’ house and barn in flames. He remembered seeing his parents lying in the dirt, embracing, lifeless. That had been the worst day of his life. He had knelt beside them and cried. The next day, his sadness had turned to anger. He started down the road, to follow the band of rebels, with revenge in his eyes. The terrain was rough and with no horse, it was not long before his legs were weary. He attempted to go farther, but his energy was spent, and only a half a day from where he had started, his legs and body gave way. He was awakened with water on his lips. He jumped back as his eyes focused. He was terrified as he looked around to see he was surrounded by Indians. He looked around for a weapon, but found nothing. He tried to get to his feet to flee, but with the lack of food and water, he had no energy. He lay on the ground and hugged his knees to his chest. He tried to cry, but there were no more tears to shed. He saw the man with the skin of water approach him. He clenched his eyes shut, and prepared for the worst. Luckily for George, the men who had found him were a hunting party for the nearby Apache tribe. The hunters helped him onto a horse and took him back to their village. The old medicine man helped George to regain his ...