| Mukondi is Queen of the Jungle! |

Public NuisanceThe Tyrannosaurus rex opened his fiery eyes and jolted his head off the spongy earth. His mane of green feathers stood straight up on end. Low thumping drowned out the crickets and other nighttime creatures whose songs should have resounded through the black rainforest around him. The beats’ rhythms repeated without falter, nothing like the footsteps of a passing animal, and no leaves rustled with them. Nor did the tyrannosaur feel his own heart and veins convulsing with the pulse, though it did pound against his eardrums. If the noise did not match anything in nature that he recognized, something alien must have come to the jungle. Yet the moonlight shafting through the treetops showed nothing unfamiliar.Public Nuisance by *BrandonSPilcher
Perhaps the tyrannosaur’s dream-time imagination tricked his senses again. With a confused grunt he lowered himself back onto the forest floor and closed his eyes again.
The thumping did not die. If anything it bombarded his hearing with even stronger fury, forcing

The Deliverer The mudbrick fortress along the desert river shadowed the camel-hair tents squatting on the opposite bank. White plaster on its walls burned so bright under the sun that Shaykh Abduleh needed to shield his eyes to make out the pointed parapets from the camp. He would have thought the great building better suited to house Elah Himself than any race of humanity, yet he could not mistake the black soldiers of Kametu patrolling on top.The Deliverer by *BrandonSPilcher
Abduleh’s olive-brown face flushed red as he curled his lips into a hateful sneer. Unlike the Kametians, who strutted around in skimpy white kilts and dazzling gold, he wore the modest woolen robe and keffiyeh headdress typical of Ishmaelim, without any jewelry to show off. Not that he needed such useless glitter anyway, for the gray streaking his black beard earned him all the tribe’s respect that he needed. They after all showed off his wisdom rather than the mere wealth the Kametians worshipped to the poin

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