Jarn’s Journal is the fictional journal of a human-like alien who was stranded in Africa roughly 125,000 years ago. He has made contact with the humans of that time, our remote ancestors. A slightly longer version of this entry is on my main blog; the entire Journal to date is on my author site.
Year 2, Day 337 Continued
To my considerable surprise Songbird, with the authority of the Shaman’s necklace, was actually able to convince Lion that my “godly” powers did not extend to making it rain, though I could teleport water-filled containers to a band on the move. They were far more apprehensive about Patches, whom they had not seen before. Songbird laughed and hugged the animal, which seemed to reassure them a little. At least they didn’t totally panic when I had the wild dog get their scent so I could have her track them.
The sun was already low when I teleported Songbird, Patches and myself, along with a ground melon and some groundnuts, to the place where I had left the woman. She, too, was shocked, but chatted freely with Songbird while she kept a wary eye on Patches and I added a few more thorn branches to her barrier. Songbird looked carefully around her before we left. “Could you raise us up, so I can see farther?” she asked. Puzzled, I complied, letting her look around a little before I teleported us all back to Storm Cloud’s camp.
We arrived at sunset, with a hunting bird soaring overhead.
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