Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Story Of Jamaa

                                   PROLUGH


when the sientists injected the bat DNA into me, i had enough.  i clawed one to death and jumped out the window, into the harbor, and out into the ocean.  i fell asleep, and saw a Great Blue Heron come onto the horison.  hours later, dizzy and hungery,  i woke up.  i had wings and was breating fire. the heron was still as stone.  "Hello,"  said a voice.  "I am Liza,  the panda shaman." "Take these.  they are called gems."  i took the 'gems' and headed out. the first thing i saw was animals, animals who had been born on the little isle of.. "Wait.."  i said.  i took out a map that said: Jamaa.  Well, map, gems, and curosity, i headed out.