naked paleolithic women

You walk alone, pack heavy, sky crimsoning.Those women would do anything for adornment.For a moment, you almost...

Behind the huts—piles of weapons, plundered from war.You weigh the steel, smell the death.Too fine for peace,...

They speak in whispers, trade in stares.Every glance a bargain, every sigh a toll.Your wares gleam under...

Mist clings to the trees like old guilt.You arrive with a satchel full of glittering junk—bones carved...