Thag was preparing himself for a long hunting trip. He’d already sharpened his fire-hardened spear, and collected fresh grasses for insulating his clothes and moccasins.…
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Thag not like mornings!
Published August 30, 2012
By
Mark A. Rayner
When he awoke, his mate Onga was less than a hand away from his face, smiling her most dazzling smile. Somewhere, out in the forest,…
Comments closedThag not fooling himself!
Published August 18, 2009
By
Mark A. Rayner
Thag was worried about the morale of the other hunters in the Thunka Grunka tribe. As their leader, it was his responsibility to ensure they…
5 CommentsThag do revolution!
Published August 3, 2009
By
Mark A. Rayner
Something was rotten within the Thunka Glunka Clan, and the putrid stench swirled around the vortex that was Thag. The previously unassuming Thag. Thag was…
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