In his dream he saw a huge puffy white cloud drifting so sedately overhead that it seemed almost motionless. The cloud, he noticed, was shaped like a Lakota village nestled under snow-topped mountains. On the horizon to the east, he saw the faint brown smudge of an approaching dust storm. Faster and faster the storm approached until he realized that at the center of the swirling cloud of dust was a regiment of horse-mounted soldiers.
The dust-shrouded troopers continued to pick up speed until they collided with the big white cloud in a crash of lightning and a burst of rain. In an instant, the dust — and the soldiers — had been washed away, and all was quiet and peaceful as the huge cloud continued to drift toward the horizon and finally disappeared.
— Sitting Bull’s dream of the Battle of Little Bighorn,
as told by Nathaniel Philbrick in “The Last Stand”
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Barely a Cloud in the Sky, c. 2013
Ilford XP2 400, underexposed
This week’s photo challenge theme is “Change.”