High above the ground was a majestic eagle.Whether he was hungry or not, his keen eyes were always on the lookout for any prey.The eagle is lifted and dragged over the forests, lakes, rivers, and mountains by powerful currents of hot and cold air.The landscapes below were vast, magnificent, and holy.The eagle's range was vast, but he mostly stayed in the northern part of the continent rather than the entire continent.The only time this great hunter moved south was when it was time to mate.He made a huge shadow on the ground as he flew through the air, sending any animals below into a mad dash for their lives.Now that he is mostly flying by himself, the only people he sees in the sky are smaller eagles and occasionally hawks that glide dangerously close to him and put their lives in danger.He let the memory of his mate and their first clutch of eggs fade away with each subsequent winter.This great eagle was old because mating was no longer a priority for him, and in this land, some an

The old man stopped talking for a while, the young boy didn't say anything, and the two of them just sat there.In the pit, the fire danced and popped, glowed, and cracked.The two of them were seated on an aged log that was close enough for warmth but not cooking.The majority of the bustle had diminished to a low drone as the village settled in for the night behind them.The old man's long ponytail was blown off his back by occasional gusts of wind, and the young boy's hair also blew from his shoulders.They looked into the fire together.“Greer?”"Yes, Chris, my."Why is one side of the feather black while the other side is white?"I'm happy you asked," the elderly person made a sound as if to speak prior to proceeding, "it resembles I said about concordance previously, the Ohweelie of a man.It represents the concordance of the two.Maintaining Ohweelie requires walking the fine line.Greer twisted the feather so that his grandson could see where the edge was.As you can see, it's not an

Oscar: "That's great, Oscar; you shouldn't have walked that close to Rognvald's back."Sokonan Maja continued, "I have personally seen to all of the hunting parties," adding with wit.Five brand-new groups have been put together by me; the majority of them are young and inexperienced, but they rotate in every fifth day.Although they have all only achieved modest results, there is an old saying that "the sun will eventually shine on every dog's ass one day."When she finished speaking, Oscar and Rognvald were the focus of her attention.As everyone continued to smoke and think, the room became quieter.Rognvald kept his mouth shut for the time being despite his fury at the way he had been treated earlier.Sokonan was glaring back at Rognvald.The People will suffer as a result of everything.The following year, they will really feel this more.I've seen the food storage areas.Although they are not particularly impressive, they are not essential for this winter.As a result, I don't think the a

Andy watched as Lady Utpahl left through the door with such haste, she barely had her dress back on. Andy continued to lay on the hay like Indra said to do. He waited for what was longer than Indra intended, then he slowly put his trousers back on. The fragrance of Indra’s love was still on him, he breathed it in, this was his first time with a woman. It left him confused. He looked down at himself and thought, I need to clean it. Andy sat there looking between his legs, he could still feel the silky smoothness of the Lady, she had done this to him, but it was not a bad feeling that he had. It was like a part of him flew off into the sky when Indra lowered herself onto him. Andy smiled.Andy had a good face and a light in his smile, the children of the village often teased Andy to make him smile. When Andy was teased by the children he went after them, chasing them down to tickle them until they screamed mercy. Andy was good with the children because he had the mind of a child. Fresh,

Harden listened to Westin about the exercises but did not commit fully to them until spring came. All through the winter harden used the ginseng that Westin prepared for him, with scarce and tepid results. Westin told harden that he could not rely on taking something all the time, he also reminded Harden of the stress factor that alone can cause many physical manifestations. To his credit, Harden was trying to follow Davyn’s prescriptions but could never quite get over the hump. He begged Westin for the yohimbine bark, Westin made excuses for as long as he could but eventually relented. He relented on one condition, that Harden commit to the exercises without any resistance. Harden agreed.In the middle of the third month, after the new year, the rains began. The spring was always the rainy season in Ondu. Traditionally the rains were heavy and intermittent in the third and into the fourth months, this year the rains did not let up at all. Heavy down pours rocked the villagers with sh