On Thu, 8 May 1997, Kergma wrote:

[snip]

Hmmm...

Beside a dark crystal standing many times higher than he, the old one
crouched, concentrating on his latest weapon to drive away their enemies.
Behind him, unnoticed in the shadows, his child watched, curious as to
what her sire was up to.    

She was later thankful for remaining hidden as the coward M'on lept upon
her sire, striking him down and taking off with his scattered goods.
After M'on had left, she whimpered to herself, then half crouched/half ran
to her sire.  He was dead, and although she tried her best, he was going
to be any not deader soon.  Her furry hand reached down beside her sire
and she pulled his latest weapon from beneath his cooling body.  With a
howl that her not-to-distant ancestors would have been proud of, she swore
vengance against the hated M'on and his subtribe.  Sa's revenge would be a
long journey...

The year was approx 2 million... BC.

BGC - The Prehistorical Saga.

* Damon gets out a large caliber bazooka and shoots Kergma in the face
with it.  "Die."  :P  ;)

Damon Casale, damoo@carmelnet.com
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