Abigale the forest woman grew up alone with her forest friends. But faith had sent the man that she would love stumbling into her camp, running from those fierce tribesmen.
Abigale lay still on the bed of green grasses, her hands clutched behind her beautiful blond head. She was touched by a gentle wind blowing from the south through the wide open door of the tree house, whispered of a forest long awake and very busy. But this morning the noises from the forest held no interest for Abigale. A feeling of loneliness and sadness had gripped her from the moment she woke up.
Abigale the forest woman grew up alone with her forest friends. But faith had sent the man that she would love stumbling into her camp, running fro...
As the blue-toned view disappeared, and the sun melted deep into the clouds and brought them to a luminescence, the space became more intimate, more revealing. She was unaware of the tension building up within her. It brings back memories of her last meeting up with Scott and suddenly she was re-living it all over again, every gesture, and every word as though it'd occurred yesterday. And with the vision came emotional yearnings which expressed themselves to her awareness, and were overwhelmed by the excitement which had been the magic and core of that very hour.
And then...
As the blue-toned view disappeared, and the sun melted deep into the clouds and brought them to a luminescence, the space became more intimate, mor...
Todd Marshall moved through the dense forest, taking a short-cut to the wide river which only few white hunters would have dared. He'd located a game trail that most eyes would have missed--it was just a location where the forest was a little tangled. A huge Tawani black of his safari moved ahead of him chopping the way clear using a bush knife. About twenty five porters trailed along behind. About twelve of them carried a tusk apiece ivory.
The tusks were magnificent and huge, solid and white to the core, such as the well-known...
Dangerous Grounds - Great Christmas Gift
Todd Marshall moved through the dense forest, taking a short-cut to the wide river which only f...
Hunger stalked the land. Rain had forsaken the village. And the voracious Abama Warriors led by Abigale-Goddess of all the Forest. The Golden Goddess-paraded persistently against the walls of the Great Kilmer to lay to rest the prehistoric curse of Leman bin Ali.
Time went slowly, the eleventh-hour oppression of the hot sun was at its receding tide, its intense violence done to the yellowish soil of the clearing, and the rich tapestry of the great forest drooped breathless over its secret; for here, deep in the African Congo, was the...
Touch Of Death - Great Christmas Gift
Hunger stalked the land. Rain had forsaken the village. And the voracious Abama Warriors led by Ab...
