Transcend Tales

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Poor Servant Saved Two Wounded Choctaw Scouts—By Dawn, They Swore No Man Would Ever Take Her Again.

Poor Servant Saved Two Wounded Choctaw Scouts—By Dawn, They Swore No Man Would Ever Take Her Again.
She Rescued An Abandoned Hunter From A Raging Storm—Then Discovered He Was The Most Feared Comanche!

She Rescued An Abandoned Hunter From A Raging Storm—Then Discovered He Was The Most Feared Comanche!
She Pulled A Half-Conscious Warrior Across The Burning Sands—Unaware He Was The War Leader Only Heir

She Pulled A Half-Conscious Warrior Across The Burning Sands—Unaware He Was The War Leader Only Heir
They Left Her Bound In The Mud For Being Cursed—A Cherokee Hunter Who Found Her Made Them Regret It!

They Left Her Bound In The Mud For Being Cursed—A Cherokee Hunter Who Found Her Made Them Regret It!
She Gave Her Last Mare To Two Dying Comanche Brothers—At Dawn, Every Warrior Bowed Before Her.

She Gave Her Last Mare To Two Dying Comanche Brothers—At Dawn, Every Warrior Bowed Before Her.
She Found Him Dying Beside His Horse, Arrows Still In His Back—Unaware He Was The Last Of His Line

She Found Him Dying Beside His Horse, Arrows Still In His Back—Unaware He Was The Last Of His Line
She Hauled A Wounded Hunter On Her Supply Wagon Through Blizzard—Unaware He Was The Chief’s Only Son

She Hauled A Wounded Hunter On Her Supply Wagon Through Blizzard—Unaware He Was The Chief’s Only Son
She Sucked Scorpion Poison From an Apache Boy’s Wound—A Week Later, His Father Offered Her His Hand

She Sucked Scorpion Poison From an Apache Boy’s Wound—A Week Later, His Father Offered Her His Hand
Last Comanche Chief Was Drowning In Flood Waters—A Little Girl Dove In And Pulled Him Out Breathing!

Last Comanche Chief Was Drowning In Flood Waters—A Little Girl Dove In And Pulled Him Out Breathing!
Poor Widow Found A Buried Modoc Leader Clutching His Baby—She Clawed Through Dirt, Saved Them Both!

Poor Widow Found A Buried Modoc Leader Clutching His Baby—She Clawed Through Dirt, Saved Them Both!
“Go Slow... You’re Rushing!”—The Lakota Froze, Then Realized She’d Noticed The Danger Before He Did.

“Go Slow... You’re Rushing!”—The Lakota Froze, Then Realized She’d Noticed The Danger Before He Did.
“Hold On Tight! Keep Pushing!” She Cried—The Apache Forced The Wagon Free As Wolves Closed In Fast!

“Hold On Tight! Keep Pushing!” She Cried—The Apache Forced The Wagon Free As Wolves Closed In Fast!
“You Bought My Body… Now Do It”—The Cherokee Rider Gave In, Then Swore No Man Would Touch Her Again.

“You Bought My Body… Now Do It”—The Cherokee Rider Gave In, Then Swore No Man Would Touch Her Again.
“If You Don’t Move, We’re Both Dead!” — The Navajo Held Her Tight As The Quicksand Pulled Them Down.

“If You Don’t Move, We’re Both Dead!” — The Navajo Held Her Tight As The Quicksand Pulled Them Down.

"Just Do It Covered!" She Yelled—The Apache Hunter Tore It Away… And What He Saw Changed Everything.

"Please! Keep Going..." She Breathed—The Cahto Hunter Misheard Her Words… And Saved Her Life Instead

"It Hurts Bad!" She Moaned—The Modoc’s Hands Trembled, Then Said, "Stay Still… I’m Almost Done."

"Please… Make It Fast!" She Cried — The Comanche Froze Still, Then Did What No Man Ever Dared To Do.

"Please, Loosen The Ropes," She Cried—The Crow Hunter Freed Her, Knowing The Elders Would Banish Him

"Don't Touch It!" She Screamed—The Navajo Ripped It From Her Hands, Then Stared At The Blood Beneath

"Take All I Have Left" She Murmured—The Modoc Hunter Kissed Her Hand, Then Drew His Blade In Silence

"Let Me Die In This Spot." She Pleaded — The Warrior Moved The Branches… And His Fingers Trembled

"I'm Impure!" She Cried—Cloth Dropped To The Floor Fast—Comanche's Heart Stopped Cold That Moment!

"You Own Me Now… Do What You Came For." She Whispered–What He Saw Beneath Made His Blood Run Cold.
“I Ain’t Clean Inside Or Out,” She Said — The Apache Scout Unveiled What No Man Should’ve Ever Seen.

“I Ain’t Clean Inside Or Out,” She Said — The Apache Scout Unveiled What No Man Should’ve Ever Seen.

"Please… Don't Remove My Clothes!" She Screamed— The Hunter Removed It Anyway… And Began Trembling.

"Kill Me Quick!" She Begged—The Comanche Ripped The Blanket Off And His Knees Buckled In Pure Terror
She Was Kneading Bread Outside Her Cabin—Until An Apache Rode By & Stopped When He Heard Her Humming

She Was Kneading Bread Outside Her Cabin—Until An Apache Rode By & Stopped When He Heard Her Humming
“Papa... That Lady Smells Like Mama’s Blanket...” — The Lakota Warrior Fell To His Knees, Shaking.

“Papa... That Lady Smells Like Mama’s Blanket...” — The Lakota Warrior Fell To His Knees, Shaking.
Poor Widow Pulled A Bleeding Hunter From Tornado Ruins—At Dawn, She Learned He Was No Ordinary Man.

Poor Widow Pulled A Bleeding Hunter From Tornado Ruins—At Dawn, She Learned He Was No Ordinary Man.