Their bones have been preserved through many generations.

They are sacred to us, and we keep them because they will cure us when we are sick, and will save us from danger.
I have lived three times on earth.

When my body was first laid upon the scaffold, my spirit wandered through the air.

I followed the Thunder Birds as they darted among the clouds.

When the heavens were black, and the rain fell in big drops, and the streaked lightning frightened our women and children, I was a warrior, fighting beside the sons of the Thunder Bird.
Unktahe rose up before us; sixty of his friends were with him: the waters heaved and pitched, as the spirits left them to seek vengeance against the Thunder Birds.