Sara Elaine Violet

A coming of age tale as old as the wild west.

Taken from her father and her people, a young Sioux girl tries to adapt to life among the people of her mother, the 'white eyes'. Bitter, resentful, untrusting, Kimimela finds herself alone in a world where there seems to be no place for her, a half breed child of a warrior and a white woman. As she grows, is there a choice? When the opportunity arises, and she comes of age, will she return to the land of her father's people, or stay with the new life she's tried to build among the whites?

The Savage Ones

It came back to me in pieces, small bits of sensation that made me aware of my surrounding gradually. I was lying on something soft and warm, instinctively sensing I was low to the ground. Crackles and rustling filtered through the fog of my mind, along with the thick, heavy scent of wood smoke. Was that murmuring, faint whispers of voices nearby? Groaning I tried to force my eyelids open. 


"Mamma?" At my ragged croak the voices ceased and I heard movement approach where I lay. Something rough but gentle touched my face, then my neck. Alarm lurched through me at the foreign feel, for I knew the fingers did not belong to anyone in my family. Starting to panic now, I fought my reluctant lids to open, blinking heavily as I tried to focus. 


"Ah-blah kay-lah, Kimimela...you are safe here." 


Twenty Five