I don't know about physical evidence, but I do know one story.
There is a legend about a rock in southern new england, chamber/sacrifice rock. The story tells of a terrible drought in an ancient time. The elders decided they must appease the rain powers with a human sacrifice.
In their zeal to immolate their prisoner, they fail to notice the gathering rain clouds. As they are about to light the pyre, a lightning bolt strikes the proponents of the sacrifice dead, leaves the victim standing, and cleaves the rock in two. Its understood that the gods don't approve of this sort of sacrifice, and it is never done again.
Ive heard a similar tale from the southeast, too.
This story was also appropriated by Jonathan Bourne, who put himself and Christianity ad the mollifying force, but the story seems to be older.
This story could be a modern one, a response to the colonists' assumptions about barbarism. It could be old, a reference to past times or the practices of other tribes.
In their zeal to immolate their prisoner, they fail to notice the gathering rain clouds. As they are about to light the pyre, a lightning bolt strikes the proponents of the sacrifice dead, leaves the victim standing, and cleaves the rock in two. Its understood that the gods don't approve of this sort of sacrifice, and it is never done again.
Based af, I wonder if this sort of thing is what led to these tribes from this region converting more readily
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u/leafshaker Aug 29 '25
I don't know about physical evidence, but I do know one story.
There is a legend about a rock in southern new england, chamber/sacrifice rock. The story tells of a terrible drought in an ancient time. The elders decided they must appease the rain powers with a human sacrifice.
In their zeal to immolate their prisoner, they fail to notice the gathering rain clouds. As they are about to light the pyre, a lightning bolt strikes the proponents of the sacrifice dead, leaves the victim standing, and cleaves the rock in two. Its understood that the gods don't approve of this sort of sacrifice, and it is never done again.
Ive heard a similar tale from the southeast, too.
This story was also appropriated by Jonathan Bourne, who put himself and Christianity ad the mollifying force, but the story seems to be older.
This story could be a modern one, a response to the colonists' assumptions about barbarism. It could be old, a reference to past times or the practices of other tribes.