It's a story of how some Indian people were raised among two societies, their own and the non-Indian world that didn't want them. It isn't read about too much either because Indians don't write books or put out original newsletters and magazines, or are prevented from doing so on government land and on reservations. Brutality against Indian's always turns out to be their fault, never the other way. This story tells about spirituality, but when it's found, doesn't often offer peace on earth.
Spirituality also offers a way to die when there's nothing else to live for.
Death is what Indians know best, but before it comes it must send a message. The harbinger chosen to deliver that message is a woman. She comes on silent wings and brings with her a dog, a black hound. Together they haunt the dreams of three Indian men, who want to die on their own terms and there has to be gunfire, screaming horses and swirling dust. Copyright 2001 INT Media Group, Incorporated All Rights Reserved.