“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.”

- The last words of Blackfoot Chief Crowfoot, of the Siksika First Nation in Canada
A shadow which runs across the grass recalls Blackfoot Chief Crowfoot's last words in 1890.

Credit: Rachel Jones

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