Saturday, August 1, 2009

Fire on the Plains



In my entire life.. which is young still I know, I have never seen so much destruction and death.. We all did what we could.. getting those wagons out of the camp.. the young the elderly..our families. I only got hollared at once.. when I took water to those in the trenches.. I was not thinking of danger to myself but only to get them wet rags to quench their skin and water to quench their throats..

We lost my mothers wagon.. all her possesions are gone.. I am going back again to see if I can salavage anything for her.. right now she is numb with sorrow.. We lost Ordd and his mate.. and the only grandchild that would never be..

We had gone to the ruins to see what we could find that was still usable.. Seve and I got separated.. I was looking for Ordd's wagon.. He was not with my other brothers.. and no one had seen him or his mate..

I wanted to just throw up when I finally found our old row.. and there my heart nearly stopped.. I saw he shell of his burnt out wagon.. the back wheel had sunk down and was caught.. I stood there afraid to move when Ayg showed up behind me. I told him that was my brothers wagon.. all that was left was the shell and a pile of wet hides.. He said he would send in men to search for to search for.. bodies.. I knew I did not want to see.. Maybe if you do not see it its not real? Maybe that was what I had hoped for.. but the men had come back... I could not hear everything. but the bodies had been found together under the hides.. Smoke had killed them at least and not the fires.. I said I would speak to my brothers.. and I did.. they all agreed to have Ordd's family placed with the others that died on that day so they may all travel together.. It was fitting.. my heart hurts at the lose.. Sam was going to tell Mother.. she had so much loss recently.. My father now my brother and her first grandchild. I can not let this weight me down.. there is much work to do to prepare for the move.

My hands are bandaged right now.. but I have managed to work with the leather.. to help the clan make new tarps and try to repair those we can..

Tasco's father is also missing. I spoke to him at the stream where i was soaking my hands in the cold water.. He was catching his second wind I think..And left not soon afterwards... Maybe it was just me..or the fire but he seemed in a hurry to get back.. Maybe I have offended him and did not realize it.. but I do not have the time to dwell on it.

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