I. Graham Smith's Blog, page 9

It’s Not Christmas

The window pane was chilly, but not frosty. It does not often freeze in Louisiana. Outside, nature shed the remaining brown tree leaves with gusts of violent wind. Spanish moss swayed from its precarious, dangling heights as if the trees were dancing. Light rain spattered against the glass where the drops clung together and streamed … Continue reading It’s Not Christmas

The DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE

“The sacred rights of mankind are not to berummaged for, among old parchments, or mustyrecords. They are written, as with a sun beamin the whole volume of human nature, by thehand of the divinity itself; and can never beerased or obscured by mortal power.” Alexander Hamilton, 1775 Action of Second Continental Congress, July 4, 1776 … Continue reading The DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE

The Angle (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- Kpleeb was on the ridge again, but this time he had Thoka’s new detector device. When he had returned from the large rock the Ganix called ‘The Fist,’ Thoka had been pacing back and forth in front of her workshop with Zara playing nearby in the sand. Thoka muttered to herself and … Continue reading The Angle (Caveman Chronicles)

Detector Build (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- She awoke with a start. Someone had spoken. Staring into the darkness, her senses focused. There was a breeze outside, gusting and insistent. The fronds that covered the roof above her shook slightly, but not in a scary way. The hut was not drafty. There was a cough in the distance, probably … Continue reading Detector Build (Caveman Chronicles)

Zara (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- Kpleeb peered over the ridge at Uuiit’s village below and sighed quietly as he lifted his hand. On his wrist was a bracelet that Thoka had given him. One of her rings was on his thumb. The air shimmered in front of him and then swirled as if it was uncertain what … Continue reading Zara (Caveman Chronicles)

Ganix (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- Kpleeb paced nervously. Back and forth he strode at a slow pace. He heard a muted cry and stopped to face the hut across the village center. There was nothing to see, of course. Thoka was inside with Chief Kilow, Bre, and the Xinti birthing cavewoman. There were no additional cries, so … Continue reading Ganix (Caveman Chronicles)

Death-White (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- “The best vantage point is just over this rise,” said Kpleeb. His knuckle pointed ahead of the small, floating platform that Thoka sat on. The hillside sloped upward ahead of them and ended in a blue-grey sky. They were in the cool shadow now, but soon would be blinded by the sun … Continue reading Death-White (Caveman Chronicles)

Xinti (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- Xit hummed silently to himself as he loped through the trees with his practiced gait. It was an easy speed, nothing that he could not maintain for a half a sun-cycle or more. Ahead of him a pace or three, Xer and Xuf moved through the underbrush in the same manner. Though … Continue reading Xinti (Caveman Chronicles)

The Seed (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- Thoka stood silently as Kilow and Bre approached. The women appeared to be generally strong. Their bodies were toned and there was very little fat there. Kilow, though clearly the older of the women, was very fit and carried herself with a subdued confidence. Thoka looked toward the village and saw Molk … Continue reading The Seed (Caveman Chronicles)

An Understanding of Equals (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|- Bre looked up from Kpleeb’s bloody and matted hair to gaze at the cavewoman who had arrived with such an immense show of force. Though the fighting had stopped, there were groans of pain and labored breathing from many of the warriors that lay on the packed ground. Turning, she saw that … Continue reading An Understanding of Equals (Caveman Chronicles)