Year 3, Day 295
Well, they’re gone again.
I shouldn’t be surprised. They follow the herds, and the herds had gone on. I think now that they stayed in one place much longer than usual when Songbird led them to me, perhaps because Storm Cloud wanted to learn what she could from me. But I will be seeing them again at the Gather.
Songbird and Giraffe will be formally mated there, and I would not be at all surprised if Songbird is pregnant by then. Not that it will make the least difference to anyone; it is considered rather a good omen if the fertility of the bride is proven.
Meanwhile I might as well start deciding what I want to take with me and what is the best way to manage power. The solar panels are limited, they will not last forever, and I have no way of building more, so some other kind of power generation will be necessary if I plan to stay on this planet. As if I had any choice!
In case you’re new to this, Jarn’s Jounal is the (fictional) journal of a (fictional) human-like alien stranded on Earth, in Africa, 125,000 years ago. A longer version is on my main blog; my author site has all of Jarn’s Journal to date.
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