Thag whistled while he packed for the next trip. He liked to organize short hunting expeditions for a certain week of the month — even…
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Thag do meditation!
Published August 19, 2013
By
Mark A. Rayner
Every morning before they started the hunt, Thag would sit down away from the others, close his eyes, and listen to the wind. It was…
3 CommentsThag want be millionaire!
Published August 14, 2013
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Mark A. Rayner
It had been an unlucky hunting season. First of all, their big man, Grunk, got himself gored by a woolly rhinoceros in the first week…
Comments closedThag brain not hear, honey
Published August 12, 2013
By
Mark A. Rayner
“Thag, don’t forget to bring home that chunk of mammoth meat you left to hang in the forest.” No response from Thag, who is knapping…
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