No-Reservation: A Mystery of Leviathan

Narrated detective-view of Native-reservation land mystery/darkness/clues yielding an expression for simplified Ego.

A crime/mystery set in Native-American reservation land (fiction). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative/original fiction contains images/references with no commercial/explicit ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., Native-America) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' review/interpretations). 

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I was making way into a Native-American reservation in the West (American Homeland) and assigned to a special football seasons mystery in which a local young lady (Awena) was kidnapped perhaps, simply vanished, and her work with social media flowery for football/sportsmanship colors and flowery was labeled as the causality, perhaps for my Selfie-age of incomplete-distances readings to the leviathan/uncertainty of network securities for Earthling woes of lifestyle 'linked' dodecahedrons (for the spirit).

AREA CHIEF: Perchance you find my red-bird daughter a price for your novel concept, friend?
ME: I don't intend to exploit anything here that would make some 'Roswell' discomfort season.

AREA CHIEF: Ha, impressed by your frankness and fortuitous funny-face, friend (ok).

ME: I know/appreciate this sort of deformity brings great worry or leviathan to your Earth, Chief.

AREA CHIEF: Good guess and adjective-sharpness, friend...just find any clue for my red-bird (now!).

ME: Thanx (Facebook-like).

AWENA: This is 1st-rate 'class' for my interest in Western football cheers for scholarship-students.

PHOTOGRAPHER: That's sharp truth Awena; the organization for calendars/fashion I represent is IQ.

AWENA: Some of the profits for the Native-fashions calendar are going to financial-aid hands, eh?

PHOTOGRAPHER: I consider you my American woman doll-face for what's simplified leviathan/Earth.

AWENA: Wow...you sound rather quiet, photo-man (Selfie-like!).

What the Hell happened to Awena? I continued to dig-deep and uncovered a stranger social media culture tied conspiracy with Native-American avatar/iconography use for sports-mascot and logo coloring angst with big corporate heads working with some street-gossip 'paranoia' to destabilize Native-voices of protest/politics concerning Awena's work with financial aid and scholarship arms for fashion-branches into that 'complex' Tree of Knowledge for capitalism bled into education/bureaucracy (hmmm). Was she some unwitting hostage in a bad line of money-handling media spinning by evildoers? I knew I had the clues to mark this reservation-land darkness to a movie-studio with some horror-genre work with fashion-industry interests for corporation dreams of street-prestige/philosophy. Somehow, I felt like I was becoming a 'native' American (for leviathan/distance). I just wanted to rescue the red-bird (Awena) now.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)