Twenty minutes of solid walking took her around theedge of the low hill. Two buildings only spoiled thepanorama of undulating green fields. A white pa...ntedsilo stood next to a small pond. Probably for storinggrain, she had thought. The other building might havebeen white once, but so much paint had fallen off, itwas hard to tell. A six-year-old child, judging by thecondition of it, had put a paddock together. The gatethat hung on only its bottom hinge stood open. The old looking horse ignored. # # # # #The Great MotherAlso known as the great father was a trickster mage from the tribescontinent. She was known for her shape changing spells that not onlyworked on her, but also on chosen warriors of various tribes. She wasknown for the great hunt. The anniversary practice of shifting herselfand tribesmen of merit into wolfs or coyotes and hunting for one dayand one night. The great mother died in the war with the blood-empirewith a rumored age between eight and nine hundred years.The. Most of the time, I welcomed her being gone, rather than listening to her whine because, she wasn’t playing the slots, or listening to the reasons she played up her money, on this machine or that one.Her brother was out of town, a fairly regular occurrence, since his hot ass wife finally got fed up with his shit, and left him. He’d found a slut at the local American Legion, and stayed with her, when her husband was on the road. With any luck, maybe he’d come home early some day, catch them. The main ramp started descending as the guard mechs stood watch, looking for any danger to the new site.On the main bridge, Ken watched the construction going on the planet. His fingers itched to go down into the ship to discover its secrets. However, he knew he could not go.Looking over at Susan he said, "Susan, how does Donna like her new life?"Surprised Susan looked over at Admiral Thompson, and said, "Admiral, she loves it. She loves her dachshund puppy you gave her for her birthday, which.