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Every night, long after the rest of his tribe were asleep, Little Elk would climb out from beneath his buffalo robe bed covers and he would walk out of the tepee, to stand gazing up at the night sky. He would see the millions of stars splashed across the heavens and he would find himself wondering about them. Who had the power to create such things and set them shimmering in the heavens like a countless multitude of blazing campfires? How had they come to be there, watching over the prairies like silent sentinels in the sky? And most baffling of all, where did they go to in the daytime?
He resolved to find out. So one morning, he packed up his clothes and his weapons and he set off on foot for the highest mountain in the country, the one his people called The Stand, thinking to himself that the closer he got to the sky, the better chance he would have of learning the answers to his questions.
He walked for three whole days without stopping and then…
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