"Before you came I saw many things."
"What things?"
He said, "The pale eyes will spread across the Great River and even into the Great Desert. There will be no place left for our people."
"If we go far enough west—" she began.
"No," he said. "They will go as far as the western ocean. The Turtle warned me about this." He stroked her hair lightly, and she rested her head on his shoulder.
She had a heart-crushing feeling that she would never lie like this with him again.
"You are so much better today," she said.
"You, too, know the way of the shaman now. You healed me."
She lifted her head and looked into his eyes. This was the moment when they must decide.
"I am the only shaman our people have now," she forced herself to say. "The few who are left need me. I must go back to them."