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Blaze was an outcast. The most powerful healer in her tribe, she used her impossible abilities only for good, but even that had alienated her fellow Sioux. Her father, who was pejuta wichasha, her tribe's medicine man, feared her. She herself feared some of the things she could do. And her dreams - those dreams of a child and the two slaughtered birds - were more terrifying than anything.
But it was a season of change. Blaze saw answers on the horizon, keys to the secrets she needed to unravel. The winds of destiny were rising, sweeping her toward freedom and others of her kind. There was darkness in her visions, but also a man: a tall, buckskin clad stranger with golden-brown hair and eyes as green as the leaves on trees. And though he was nothing like her, was a Frenchman, a trapper, his eyes promised understanding, kindness, and most important, a love that would be hers and hers alone.
But it was a season of change. Blaze saw answers on the horizon, keys to the secrets she needed to unravel. The winds of destiny were rising, sweeping her toward freedom and others of her kind. There was darkness in her visions, but also a man: a tall, buckskin clad stranger with golden-brown hair and eyes as green as the leaves on trees. And though he was nothing like her, was a Frenchman, a trapper, his eyes promised understanding, kindness, and most important, a love that would be hers and hers alone.
