Into the Savage Dawn
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Into the Savage Dawn: P. L. Parker
Sent back 40,000 years to the ends of the last great Ice Age, the time travelers embark on a journey of survival and discovery. The brutal and cannibalistic Cro-Magnons discover the small band and attack. Forced to flee from their high mountain encampment, the tribe heads into the dawn, towards the Pacific Ocean and their dream of ultimately reaching North America. Geena and Micah are left behind to lead the Cros away from the escaping tribe. When he is killed, she finds herself terribly alone. Severely injured and without hope or resources, she nonetheless is determined to survive and find the people. Survival of the fittest - that is the law of primordial earth.
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He whipped his head. “Quiet,” he hissed.
She strained to hear, watching his face.
In one fluid moment, he stood up, weapons in hand, looking every inch the warrior he was. His total focus was on the entrance to the cave. Muscles corded, rippling and bunching as he tensed for battle.
She groped for the throwing knives, taking her cue from his rigid stance. Something was not right.
He stalked towards the opening, mouth drawn back in a silent snarl.
“Don’t go out there,” she croaked. “You don’t have any idea what it is.”
His absolute attention did not waver for one moment. “Douse the fire,” he whispered.
She butt-crawled to the pit, tossing dirt on the glowing coals. The cave grew darker and then pitch black. The only sound was her own labored breathing. Her eyes adjusted and she could see his dark form outlined against the moonlight shining through the cave opening. He was crouched down, a mere shadow.
A twig snapped. A low rumbling broke the silence.
Sent back 40,000 years to the ends of the last great Ice Age, the time travelers embark on a journey of survival and discovery. The brutal and cannibalistic Cro-Magnons discover the small band and attack. Forced to flee from their high mountain encampment, the tribe heads into the dawn, towards the Pacific Ocean and their dream of ultimately reaching North America. Geena and Micah are left behind to lead the Cros away from the escaping tribe. When he is killed, she finds herself terribly alone. Severely injured and without hope or resources, she nonetheless is determined to survive and find the people. Survival of the fittest - that is the law of primordial earth.
Excerpt
He whipped his head. “Quiet,” he hissed.
She strained to hear, watching his face.
In one fluid moment, he stood up, weapons in hand, looking every inch the warrior he was. His total focus was on the entrance to the cave. Muscles corded, rippling and bunching as he tensed for battle.
She groped for the throwing knives, taking her cue from his rigid stance. Something was not right.
He stalked towards the opening, mouth drawn back in a silent snarl.
“Don’t go out there,” she croaked. “You don’t have any idea what it is.”
His absolute attention did not waver for one moment. “Douse the fire,” he whispered.
She butt-crawled to the pit, tossing dirt on the glowing coals. The cave grew darker and then pitch black. The only sound was her own labored breathing. Her eyes adjusted and she could see his dark form outlined against the moonlight shining through the cave opening. He was crouched down, a mere shadow.
A twig snapped. A low rumbling broke the silence.
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