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The Price of a Filler Chapter Ista Pt 1

Did anybody notice the plot holes I left in the first few chapters because I did? I'm writing about this now because interludes mean the end of an Arc. The Arc I just finally was the introductory Arc.

Just a heads up Ista's name is not her actual name.

Now on to something more serious. The things I've written about the Native Americans may or may not have happened. Do not comment on telling me this did not happen because some of this stuff happened as some stuff I made up.

Life Worth $981.25

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(-_-) (Wednesday the 27th of December 1922. St. Martin Parish, United States of America. )

The piercing cry of a baby was like an alert signal to wake him up. 'I have done it again.' He remorsefully realized. Falling into one of those distant realities where everything sounded too loud or too silent. As if he would make any noise to counter the sound, he would shatter the little sanity he had left.

But no, the baby cry that piercing baby cries that sound as if it could reach the heavens brought back to the reality of his wife giving birth to his first and if the ancestors are with his only child.

The wet nurse looking tired and a little world-weary came out of the birthing room and looked around as if expecting many people excited about this new life.

But he knew like every other War veteran knew that nobody has truly excited for anything that has to do with them. As if they are tainted.

While she was looking around I have gotten up from the old worn-down chair all fathers sit in while waiting for their wives to give birth to the babe do. Walking towards her I wonder if all the other veterans feel this unquenchable rage at the babe that chain them to the reality that all their efforts for a better life spat on upon.

She jumps back in surprise and snatches her arm away from me when I touch her for the announcement.

"Right in here, Mr. Keokuk."She said like she just did not look at me like I was going to murder her.

To use these actions, I walk past her into the room where Chu'si swarthy lay on top holding a newborn baby.

The sheer amount of disgust I felt for the woman who only wants to marry me for my citizenship was so staggering that had to take a deep breath to swallow all those feelings down.

After having my moment, I walked over to where Chu'si waiting patiently for me to come over and see the baby.

The moment I landed eyes on the babe I knew...I knew that I was going to taint this child as they said.

"Tupaarnaq... Tupaarnaq Catori Chitumace" The hope I feel for her by giving her that name, was the only thing I feel I could do stop the taint.

"Wild-thyme Spirit, why to give this child a name like that," She said.

"Because she will need a wild courage and will of a spirit in her's name to be free of the chains, this reality will hold on her"

(Wednesday the 31th of January 1923.St. Martin Parish, United States of America.)

Sitting in his kitchen, Keokuk could only stare at the newspaper.

Six Black Two White Rosewood Fla Massacre

Yesterday Rosewood town was a target and burnt to the ground by the members of the infamous Ku Klux Klan for...

'America really needs to give these people under control before they targeting other races' He thought putting down the paper and now picking up his wake daughter from her bassinet.