You will be warm with me in my lodge? I have many buffalo robes. And plenty food. Meat, yes? And my strong arm will protect you, forever into the horizon. There is nothing to fear." He pressed his hand more firmly against her midriff. "My tongue does not make lies. It is the truth I speak, not , the honey talk, but a promise. I have spoken the words, and they are carried away on the wind to whisper to me always.
( Catherine Anderson )
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