Jennifer was her always cheerfully exhilarated self. She would pull at my hand for me to hurry, then stop and then a moment later turn to lean against...me. She suddenly stopped, dropped my hand and squatted in the shallow water to pick up a brightly colored shell. The beautiful girl seemed unashamedly at ease in this Garden of Eden. She closely examined her treasure. She stood and held it up for me to see."See how the red pattern swirls in the center? It's perfect," she declared.I nodded. I had. Now, I connected the markings of the pattern I could see of my world. I reached for power, and the very air seemed overflowing with magical energy! God! There was more energy here, just for the taking, than I had ever remembered seeing in my life... with the exception of the storm of two days ago.I wondered why this world had so much magical power, and the world I just stepped from seemed so lacking in power, by comparison. Another thing I had to think about. I put it in the 'queue'. I didn't. 30 baj rahe the….Anumita bhabi ne darwaja khola…woh lal rang ke saree pehne hue thi…uski dulhan wali saree…balo mein phool and puri makeup ke saath tayar thi…usne apne dono baccho ko neendh ki goli de ke ek kamre me sula diya tha….usne mujhe bedroom mein jane ko kaha and bed par usna wait karne ko kaha…mein bedroom mein chala gaya…Pura bedroom pholon ke khusbo se mahek raha tha..bed bhi pholo se saja hi thi…mein bed par bait ke Anumita bhabi ka wait karne lagay…thodi der mein Bhabi andar. And they aren't evil. But they possess a culture, a religion and a set of technical skills far in advance of your tribe. They mostly live near and about caves, because the spirits they worship live there. The same caves are also where they exhibit statues and paintings that venerate the spirits and record their history. Homes made of mud and clay, fur and stones, ivory and tree-branches: none of these last forever. The Cave Painters live in and around caves because they are eternal and where.