Humanities Paradox
"I am but sand in the desert. Dust in the wind. I feed the ground and become The flower of my Death. For I am the spawn of Earth And the world is created by me." Poem breifly explaining the Parodox of humanity. Stating the insignificants of...
Festive Preparations
The Lavvu shelter shuddered as the roaring winds battered it, the birch frame creaking as it gently flexed - many herbs and dried meats swinging from side to side as it did. But the reindeer hide walls held firm, stretched tightly across the frame with...
A Funeral For A Horse
A Funeral For A Horse By SakaraFox The fire crackled gently at the heart of the Lavvu, sweet-smelling smoke rising into the night sky. A mournful sobbing could be heard from outside, muffled through the thick reindeer-hide skin of the shelter,...
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
I've been a fan of his mesolithic fox brothers stories, and when he mentioned wanting to flesh out the backstories of some of the side characters, i thought 'rambling on about things that don't really matter to the main plotline? i know how to do that!'
The Unwilling Thrall (A1, B1, C13)
She is from what the humans call the 'mesolithic' period. you cannot fathom a creature so old." "and yet she does as i tell her, as a proper wife should." "i am unimpressed.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
Read the PDF **[here](https://drive.google.com/file/d/1AlpErGn4jjp4-noHiHnawBzz5_8z3x9g/view?usp=sharing) **or find the story below. The sunset lit the hills behind him. The breeze lifted the trees over him. And the path stretched out before...
"Solving" - Thursday Prompt 20/04/23
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! The little fox's wrath was relentless, bringing down the hammerstone harder with each blow. But the stubborn thing refused to come apart. He had tried throwing it against trees and then rocks, before resorting to gnawing it...