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They call it running the gauntlet the man is usually destroyed long before he learns the game at all the worthless games of rich tribal functioning people are abhorrence to the GOD. He does not make his people to be so disposable. They line up two by two deep and wield the hatchets or a knife held with the hilt side out they are not supposed to cut the player there when he is out in the line he runs the test. He is the test. To fail the test it is to die. He usually is a young brave not understanding how mean the people rally aer. Perhaps once they ran the test only to find an ogre of an ancestor stepped a little out of line to deliver an wounding blow and blood ran down the forearm instead of the shielded just in time head and now we add the ODE to a nail.
Eye am a nail. Eye am a length of metal usually four inches long with a head and a spike eye penetrate wood and cause buildings to rise. Eye work best when used in a group setting with many of my minions all around me. Eye bend quite easily when abused or used by an inept person with no training. When a nut and a washer is added to me eye become a bolt no longer a nail a machined length of metal prefabricated to add strength to the places a nail needs to be. Back to the test the brave boy Two Feathers is running he is almost near the end of the gauntlet when the Indian Matron Viole stops him with a terrible blow to the lipps. He cried out “Mother oh Mother Viole why did you?” She never faltered her reply and sang out “Eye missed him eye was aiming for the eye.” They all crowded around the old lady to ask her what the eye had ever down to her. She smiled this time she was so sure she was right. “Two Feathers eye it watches me at night there is a torn place near the bottom of my teepee the lad must bend down almost to the ground to get a good look at me eye like to lie naked sometimes.” “How do you knoe it was me?” said Two Feathers. The young lad admitted it quickly and stopped the blood from flowing from his lipp and asked Viole again “Please tell us all how you knoe it was my eye ball and not some other lustful brave come to snake and to crawl and to sneak and to peek.” Viole said to them all, “When you come to the venison pot you steal the best piece of meat before it is even cooked done and you look around with the eye to see iff you are found out or caught.” “This is how eye recognized the boy.” This last part was added for the benefit of the group. Everyone was silent. The boy walked like a man to the end of the line and he turned and went back to Viole and he took her by the hand and she let herself be led away by the winner of the test and she smiled back at the others in the gauntlet.
