Please see an excerpt from my short story available from Amazon. The story presumes that Native Americans and Europeans learn to live in harmony.
A stretch, I know, but that’s why it’s called fiction.
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Yuta fed the white man with bear berry and rice porridge that had simmered through the night. He signed, hands to mouth. The White One took the food, watching to make sure that he was not being poisoned or tricked. After a year of eating mussels, sucking fish, and rats, the food he was offered had remarkable flavor. The white man had so many questions for which the two lacked common words. He tried with the sign language they shared. “How many Nations are here? How many People? How many languages spoken? And how big is this land?”
Yuta laughed deeply in his throat with a low rumble. To answer all four questions, Yuta drew two handfuls of dust and swept the grains into the wind with a wide motion onto the lake below. “The Peoples of the Nations are as many as the sands under the sea.”
Suddenly the Earth shook around them, Yuta felt the forces of the Spirits shift wildly. He wondered if the Turtles that held the Earth had become dizzy, for the immense spruce trees snapped and spun around him. Was a handful of berries and grains offered and accepted from one race to another an offense? Had the communication altered the axis of the Earth? Indeed the Spirit had spoken.
The actions changed the way that history would evolve between the two races, altering an otherwise unalterable pattern of conquest, contagion, and contempt.