Of all the people in the Hollow, only a raven-haired maiden called Fawn was saved from the rising water. She fled to the top of the highest hill and sang her grief and remorse to the Great Spirit. Then she slept many days. When she awoke, the Hollow was clean and bright. Even today, Sica Hollow remains mysterious.
Small waterfalls moan and groan as trapped air escapes.
Swamp gas makes stumps glow in the dark. Indians see water and moss, colored rusty-red by iron deposits, as the blood and flesh of their ancestors. Punished Woman's Lake Long ago, a band of Sioux camped by a small lake. Each Sioux maiden dreamed of the brave who would bring gifts. Her father would accept the gifts and she would become the brave's wife.