‘Halelea!’ The cries of the Teniara women were faint and peaceful in the distance. They danced around the fire that smelt of fear to John drifting on a beaten log in the ocean. Lettle did the smoke warn him of what he was to be confronted with on that island. The island of bronze-skinned women. Little did he know that these women had the mind capacity and control to speak with animals, nor did he know of their uncanny eyesight. One of them was, Lerion. Among the Teriara, she belonged to the clan of the Sabre-Fang. Unlike her kin she wished for the world. She wanted to see it, but the Teniara elder council forbade her, for the minds of the normal humans were far too weak, yet the mass of numbers would crush their civilisation.

A bundled package drifted onto the shore of Teriara and found by the Wolf Watch. It was John Lerion had been walking and peering from upon a rock trying to see any distant land. Then she saw the Wolf Watch puzzling over what to do so she walked over.

‘I shall talk to him’ she told the Wolf Chief, head of the watch.

‘Who are you?’ she half-heartedly whispered to the battered man. It was foolish to hope that he had come here on a log on purpose. Even other humans weren’t that far behind.

‘Who are you, more the question!’ he replied.

‘I am an Amazon…..’

I know it is very short, soz. Stay tuned, more coming...