The light of the silver moon and the fiery orange sunset silhouette the winged ones spooked by the Spirits of the Tocobaga Indians. First one, then two, then many explode from the trees covering the sacred mounds. Are the spirits restless questioning why “white men” are a warring people full of thirst of others possessions?Continue reading “Unsettled Spirits Stir Amidst Florida’s Balmy Spring Night Air”
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