Red Ochre Falls
“The light of day was dim, maybe fading into night. I could just make out the same young girl in her dress as I had before. This time we stood nearer together. Her mouth moved, but I couldn’t hear her, so I inched closer.
Next to her, an old native man crouched over something on the ground. I watched as he pulled a small brown satchel off his belt. The man’s calloused fingers untied a leather strap that held the bag closed. He said a few words, but I couldn’t hear much because the wind whistling... past us.
The old man said something else then reached inside the satchel and pulled out a handful of a reddish-orange powder. He began chanting and let the dust fall from his hands to the ground. The wind blew it around, but I looked down to where he wanted it to land, and saw a body. The person was unrecognizable. I watched as the powder cover the body. The old man rubbed his hands together. More dust fell and stained the grave.
The girl in the dress caught my attention. She tried to tell me something.MoreLess
Next to her, an old native man crouched over something on the ground. I watched as he pulled a small brown satchel off his belt. The man’s calloused fingers untied a leather strap that held the bag closed. He said a few words, but I couldn’t hear much because the wind whistling... past us.
The old man said something else then reached inside the satchel and pulled out a handful of a reddish-orange powder. He began chanting and let the dust fall from his hands to the ground. The wind blew it around, but I looked down to where he wanted it to land, and saw a body. The person was unrecognizable. I watched as the powder cover the body. The old man rubbed his hands together. More dust fell and stained the grave.
The girl in the dress caught my attention. She tried to tell me something.MoreLess
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