11/12/1123 B.C.
I live in the ice age time so it is all very dangerous. I was born of goodly parents, but when I was seven years old my parents were killed by a male Saber Tooth tiger. I named the Saber tooth tiger Adahy. That name means lives in the woods I'm struggling to stay alive myself. First, being thrown 10 feet into the air by a wooly rhino. Lucky me, I didn't break any bones. Second, I was knocked at a wall by a mammoth. Third, Being chased by a wolf. Those stories are for a different time, just wait. My kind has stiffer bones and a barrel chest to make me stronger than a regular human. Spears and fire help me get food. When I was 5 years of a age I was taught to aim a dagger, and now I always get the perfect aim. Everyday I do one cave drawing in my cave to record my life. I don't believe I will find another human.
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The Last Neanderthal
Historical FictionHe visits the spirits again, and the prophesy begins....
