Ashlyn Chronicles 1: 2287 A.D.
“Before them, two hundred meters away, was a long, slow-moving slave caravan.
Crouching low on the dune’s crest, binoculars raised, they watched the procession.
“I count 311 prisoners, 57 Igigi,” said Steven.
“That’s my count too,” agreed Ashlyn.
Tomlinson shook his head in amazement at their quick calculation before asking, “By Igigi, you mean Grays?”
“Yes. The Keeper said that’s their proper name,” said Steven.
“They’ll always be fugly Grays to me,” said Tomlinson.
...“Cavemen, you can’t be serious!” said Maria. They were straight out of the textbook, large, heavy boned, wide brows, and thick, straggly hair over the majority of their body.
“Yes, there are cavemen down there too,” added Steven, almost chuckling.
The captives were naked except for a few with leathered skins upon their feet.MoreLess
Crouching low on the dune’s crest, binoculars raised, they watched the procession.
“I count 311 prisoners, 57 Igigi,” said Steven.
“That’s my count too,” agreed Ashlyn.
Tomlinson shook his head in amazement at their quick calculation before asking, “By Igigi, you mean Grays?”
“Yes. The Keeper said that’s their proper name,” said Steven.
“They’ll always be fugly Grays to me,” said Tomlinson.
...“Cavemen, you can’t be serious!” said Maria. They were straight out of the textbook, large, heavy boned, wide brows, and thick, straggly hair over the majority of their body.
“Yes, there are cavemen down there too,” added Steven, almost chuckling.
The captives were naked except for a few with leathered skins upon their feet.MoreLess
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