Salvie And Polowan
In May of the late 1800's Polowan crept into a prospector's pack. His sturdy donkey had accepted a carrot and an apple for this favor. Hardly anything was in the pack. The prospector was on his way to a spot seven miles from Cripple Creek, Colorado.
He was prospecting for gold! Yes there was gold in them thar hills and Prospector Pete was going to get some.
On that day Polowan made the acquaintance of a little girl over in a place called Goldfield. The little girl patted Polowan's glossy hair, and they snuggled and shared a cookie. The little girl gazed for hours off towards the Sangre De Cristo mountains far off to the southwest. The 14,000 ft peaks still had snow glistening on their massive peaks.
The sun went down in blazes of evening sky, and they watched Orion make his way across the heavens. Polowan knew that her presence was a help to the stricken little child.
She returned often for the next six years.
This story crosses paths with another series I've written. Polowan is a metaphysically changed Ute/Chinese girl from the late 1800's who is working a karma sentence handed down by Ute Indian god Senawahv. Her punishment is 125 years of helping others.
ikr? i wanted a ghost story, and the idea of old indian bones in a mineshaft happened along.
when i contacted the owner of an antique building I wanted to use as the setting, she sssured me No Indians were EVER in the gold camp district. This did not sit well with me.