Nakotah and the trail of tears is one Cherokee’s Story. It was told to me by an Indian while I was living in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains–an area well known for Cherokee Relics. I arrived home one day and encountered a vision, that appeared to be an Indian. I cleared my eyes by blinking them several times, and for some reason, I wasn’t afraid. I heard a strong voice that I couldn’t clearly understand, but the sounds were clearly asking,  “Will you tell my story? My name is Nakotah…”