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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 3978092" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Welcome to the Show: Part 3c – Jake’s Story</strong></p><p></p><p>Jake was standing naked under the night sky in the chill desert mountains. He heard a coyote howl and turned to see a large coyote staring down at him from a nearby boulder.</p><p></p><p>The coyote tossed its head, turned away, and led Jake towards a cave. Somehow, he knew it was a sacred cave.</p><p></p><p>The pair wended their way down fissures in the mesas and rock hills until they arrived in a cave mouth, from which ran a shallow stream.</p><p></p><p>Jake's nostrils were suddenly assaulted by the smell of blood--the stream was running red.</p><p></p><p>The coyote howled mournfully. Jake got the sense that something dark and malevolent was stirring in the cave.</p><p></p><p>Wind, with the stench of an abattoir, rushed from the cave mouth as a flailing shadow began to emerge.</p><p></p><p>Jake woke up in a cold sweat. The experience made it official. It was time to call his shaman.</p><p></p><p>"Hello?" asked Palmer Valor over the phone.</p><p></p><p>"Hi Palmer. It's..." he almost said Jake. "Jacob. Jacob Ironshirt. I know it's...what time is it there?"</p><p></p><p>"Eleven o'clock. Jacob Ironshirt? It's been ages! How have you been?"</p><p></p><p>"I've been...okay."</p><p></p><p>"And your brother, Thomas?"</p><p></p><p>"I haven't spoken to him in a long time," said Jake with a hint of regret.</p><p></p><p>"That's too bad." Palmer's voice was sympathetic.</p><p></p><p>"Listen, Palmer, I wanted to speak to you about something."</p><p></p><p>"This sounds serious. Is everything all right with your family?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes, fine."</p><p></p><p>"You had a son, didn't you? Why don't you ever bring him by the reservation?"</p><p></p><p>"Christine isn't very interested in our culture." Jake avoided talking to Palmer for precisely this reason. He left out the part about having lost visitation rights. "But that's not why I called."</p><p></p><p>"Okay, I'm listening."</p><p></p><p>"I've been having...visions. Visions of an animal."</p><p></p><p>"Of Coyote, your totem," said Palmer with a note of clarity.</p><p></p><p>"How did you know?"</p><p></p><p>"Coyote has always been your family's totem. But like Coyote himself, your family has a penchant for trouble."</p><p></p><p>"Tell me about it," muttered Jake. He explained the visions he had seen: the tattoo, the strange cloaked figure, and the dream.</p><p></p><p>"Your father is not doing well since the accident," interrupted Palmer. "You should visit him."</p><p></p><p>Jake's father, Robert, still lived on the reservation. His mother died in a drunk-driving crash five years earlier. Robert was the driver.</p><p></p><p>"You're a kind man," said Jake, "I know how bad it is. He doesn't want to see me."</p><p></p><p>"That does not mean he doesn't need you. Or your brother."</p><p></p><p>"So you've heard from him too?"</p><p></p><p>"He's left a long string of pregnancies in his wake," said Palmer. "Vandalism. Public brawls. Last I heard, he had become a petty thief."</p><p></p><p>Jake sighed. "He's moving up in the world."</p><p></p><p>"He does have a girlfriend at least."</p><p></p><p>"Look, Palmer..."</p><p></p><p>"I know, I know. You called because you are looking for an answer to your visions. But I am telling you the answer."</p><p></p><p>"And that is?"</p><p></p><p>"I've told you already. You are not adhering to our ways. Coyote has gone far to see you, deep in the city, which he doesn't normally like. But there is a part of the city Coyote does like. He likes its trash. And if you are having waking visions, it is because you are dealing with trash."</p><p></p><p>Jake huffed. "That's not very--"</p><p></p><p>"Listen to me, Jacob. You learned the way of the Red Warrior, but you used it to make money. You have a brother, a father, a son, but you do not see any of them. These are not the way of our people. Do you know why Coyote has come to you? Because you would not come to him. Coyote is giving you a warning. Something will call you back soon, something terrible. Come back of your own volition or come because of tragedy."</p><p></p><p>Jake sighed. "Thanks. That's helpful. I'll try to book a flight out soon."</p><p></p><p>"Until we meet again, may the Great Spirit make sunrise in your heart, and may your moccasins make tracks of many snows yet to come." Palmer hung up.</p><p></p><p>The mournful cry of a hound howled in the distance.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 3978092, member: 3285"] [b]Welcome to the Show: Part 3c – Jake’s Story[/b] Jake was standing naked under the night sky in the chill desert mountains. He heard a coyote howl and turned to see a large coyote staring down at him from a nearby boulder. The coyote tossed its head, turned away, and led Jake towards a cave. Somehow, he knew it was a sacred cave. The pair wended their way down fissures in the mesas and rock hills until they arrived in a cave mouth, from which ran a shallow stream. Jake's nostrils were suddenly assaulted by the smell of blood--the stream was running red. The coyote howled mournfully. Jake got the sense that something dark and malevolent was stirring in the cave. Wind, with the stench of an abattoir, rushed from the cave mouth as a flailing shadow began to emerge. Jake woke up in a cold sweat. The experience made it official. It was time to call his shaman. "Hello?" asked Palmer Valor over the phone. "Hi Palmer. It's..." he almost said Jake. "Jacob. Jacob Ironshirt. I know it's...what time is it there?" "Eleven o'clock. Jacob Ironshirt? It's been ages! How have you been?" "I've been...okay." "And your brother, Thomas?" "I haven't spoken to him in a long time," said Jake with a hint of regret. "That's too bad." Palmer's voice was sympathetic. "Listen, Palmer, I wanted to speak to you about something." "This sounds serious. Is everything all right with your family?" "Yes, fine." "You had a son, didn't you? Why don't you ever bring him by the reservation?" "Christine isn't very interested in our culture." Jake avoided talking to Palmer for precisely this reason. He left out the part about having lost visitation rights. "But that's not why I called." "Okay, I'm listening." "I've been having...visions. Visions of an animal." "Of Coyote, your totem," said Palmer with a note of clarity. "How did you know?" "Coyote has always been your family's totem. But like Coyote himself, your family has a penchant for trouble." "Tell me about it," muttered Jake. He explained the visions he had seen: the tattoo, the strange cloaked figure, and the dream. "Your father is not doing well since the accident," interrupted Palmer. "You should visit him." Jake's father, Robert, still lived on the reservation. His mother died in a drunk-driving crash five years earlier. Robert was the driver. "You're a kind man," said Jake, "I know how bad it is. He doesn't want to see me." "That does not mean he doesn't need you. Or your brother." "So you've heard from him too?" "He's left a long string of pregnancies in his wake," said Palmer. "Vandalism. Public brawls. Last I heard, he had become a petty thief." Jake sighed. "He's moving up in the world." "He does have a girlfriend at least." "Look, Palmer..." "I know, I know. You called because you are looking for an answer to your visions. But I am telling you the answer." "And that is?" "I've told you already. You are not adhering to our ways. Coyote has gone far to see you, deep in the city, which he doesn't normally like. But there is a part of the city Coyote does like. He likes its trash. And if you are having waking visions, it is because you are dealing with trash." Jake huffed. "That's not very--" "Listen to me, Jacob. You learned the way of the Red Warrior, but you used it to make money. You have a brother, a father, a son, but you do not see any of them. These are not the way of our people. Do you know why Coyote has come to you? Because you would not come to him. Coyote is giving you a warning. Something will call you back soon, something terrible. Come back of your own volition or come because of tragedy." Jake sighed. "Thanks. That's helpful. I'll try to book a flight out soon." "Until we meet again, may the Great Spirit make sunrise in your heart, and may your moccasins make tracks of many snows yet to come." Palmer hung up. The mournful cry of a hound howled in the distance. [/QUOTE]
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