![]() ![]() ![]() May you write it in beauty as we have told it in beauty."-Zeahley Tso, Chief of the Navajo. Asa Delugie, War Chief of the Mescallero Apaches. There is a golden thread which touches Tollan, The Mighty, and beautiful Tula, while through some of our mothers there is a white thread to the words of The Prophet. There is a thread which runs far to the south where the mountain tops touch the sky and the Thunder Bird moves through the lightning’s. Through the tribes we have captured and with whom we have intermarried there is a red thread which runs back to the Red Land long sunken in the Destruction. Tell the legends so that our young men will realize that the ancestor threads run in many directions. Now we are looking down and our feathers are drooping. When you string them together, remember our great pride. These are our legends told about the campfires on winter's evenings. "We are the Ancients, and our skin is red: with us, the Sacred Color. ![]()
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