Year 7 Day 200

Rhinocerous, MorguefileI must confess my latest method of choosing acolytes has not been terribly successful. Torch Flower cooks after a fashion – well, better than I do. Certainly the food is edible, though not nearly as good as that Meerkat or even Gazelle prepared. But Torch Flower is clearly used to being the center of attention, and has much more on her mind than preparing my food. In fact, I would say she is doing her best to seduce me.

I don’t think Rhinocerous cares about her enough as a person to be greatly bothered. She was the girl all the young men wanted, so he had to have her. He’d object if she went to another man, but to a god? I would only enhance his self-importance.

At least he has learned to bring down small game with a sling or a thrown stone, so we have some change from fish.

He resembles the rhinos here before me in more than strength and bulk. I am protected by a warnoff, and even with one I am careful not to approach too near. The four-legged rhinos are faster than they look, short-tempered, near-sighted and rather stupid. It’s a good thing I have my mapping as an excuse to stay away from my “helpful” assistants!

Jarn’s Journal is the journal of a fictional human-like alien who was stranded in Africa 125,000 years ago. His journal to date is on my Author site. His story is part of the remote back story of the Jarnian Confederation, in which most of my science fiction is set.