He made a story for all of them, a story to give them strength. The words of the story poured out of his… — Leslie Marmon Silko
He made a story for all of them, a story to give them strength. The words of the story poured out of his mouth as if they had substance, pebbles and stone extending to hold the corporal up, to keep his knees from buckling, to keep his hands from letting go of the blanket. (p10)
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