οΌ cool, so it gets worse. worse than death is better than failure, worse than families bearing the shame of said failure, worse than the casual tolerance of dead bodies.
cool. cool cool cool. to top it all off, the obvious colonizer overtures of sharing our glory with the rest of the world isn't something that rests easy on his shoulders.
the lakota were the centre of a fair amount of conflict before europe ever came along. pahΓ‘ sΓ‘pa belonged to half a dozen other tribes before lakota warriors wrested it away, and the lakota reputation for being vicious and highly trained was well-founded in their conflicts with the chippewa, the kiowa and the crow. he's no stranger, culturally or — more recently and personally — to settling a land that isn't his with the threat of violence behind it.
but conqueror and conquered live just a stone's throw away from one another in american history. οΌ
Did your grandfather ever ask the other nations if they wanted to benefit from this glory?
οΌ he knows he needs to tread gently. push too hard and she'll shut down. so his tone is light and casual, even as he steps forward, past the crowd gathered to gawk at the bodies. they're battered, and swollen and misshapen from what he'd guess to be days in the water, but with his attention still focused on azula he asks the others for sheets to cover them. respect for the dead. οΌ
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cool. cool cool cool. to top it all off, the obvious colonizer overtures of sharing our glory with the rest of the world isn't something that rests easy on his shoulders.
the lakota were the centre of a fair amount of conflict before europe ever came along. pahΓ‘ sΓ‘pa belonged to half a dozen other tribes before lakota warriors wrested it away, and the lakota reputation for being vicious and highly trained was well-founded in their conflicts with the chippewa, the kiowa and the crow. he's no stranger, culturally or — more recently and personally — to settling a land that isn't his with the threat of violence behind it.
but conqueror and conquered live just a stone's throw away from one another in american history. οΌ
Did your grandfather ever ask the other nations if they wanted to benefit from this glory?
οΌ he knows he needs to tread gently. push too hard and she'll shut down. so his tone is light and casual, even as he steps forward, past the crowd gathered to gawk at the bodies. they're battered, and swollen and misshapen from what he'd guess to be days in the water, but with his attention still focused on azula he asks the others for sheets to cover them. respect for the dead. οΌ