She waited for the boy and Tarzan in the tree house as usual fixing meals they like to eat,
but it was rather getting late, at least in the
world she came from there were clocks watches or
tvs and radios that would let you know what then time it was ,here you only had the sun or moon sometimes the animals like when night came the owl would start hooting or when the sun came up the chicken would crow .Her name as far as she knew it was was Jane . Jane was rather young still around twenty one when she crash landed in the jungle here . She was looking for her father and his team of scientists that he lead around the world searching for relics,bones,tombs or anything that would lead him into another mystery to solve.Jane could not remember if she was happy or not before she met Tarzan, but now she was and she wasn't going to let nothing change that,the jungle or any white men that would come here.She would fight back to be happy now. to be continued
The ancient kings of Whitehawk were all too aware of the temptation of magic. They could feel its threat, a presence in their courts, a serpent slithering at their feet, even entering into their beds.
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