Noyece (Noy-Yeese) walked through the underbrush in the jungle, gnashing her teeth in anger. That Sougee tribe! She thought, They dared murder my father, leader of the whole Mashnen tribe, and then keep me from being leader! Continuing to walk to the residing place of the Sougees, she fumed with even more violent thoughts and ideas. Their chief should die for this. She finally reached their home, where the chief was speaking to his wife.
“Marlop, we should find and punish Masiz for this, before the whole Mashnen tribe attacks. Send out the trackers,” the chief ordered a servant. The servant left to do the chief’s bidding, and Noyece grinned. As she crept towards the servant, she stopped and stayed stock still – a white person was advancing toward her! How? People are black! She ran away, as fast as she could, holding in her scream – hopefully, hopefully it would not see her. John crept up to a cliff, seeing only a dark-skinned man walking away from the largest tent to a smaller one. Listening to the larger tent, he heard a weird language being spoken hurriedly. “Owidns, xa qmnzdg ytrg wrg ezrtqm…” He soon looked up across the gap and saw a girl running away from him, and he shook his head. No-one wants to be near us, he continued crawling, and I do not even think they knew of us, and most still probably do not. He then thought of something, a great idea he thought it was, and ran after the girl like a ghostly shadow. Hurry! The girl fled with all her strength, straining her muscles. She had seen the white being give chase. Blazing through the forest as she was, however, she never saw the hole loom underneath the growth of the jungle. Whoosh! She tumbled into the hole, and the being followed her, slowly climbing down. She tried to escape, but it was not possible. She then saw the being hold out what she could call food, but no, she screamed out of fear, and the being ran off. She then hurried home to report to her mother what was in the jungle.
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