Thunderseeker
A Micro-fiction of a Prehistoric Human Named Thunderseeker
My name is Thunderseeker. I was born during the worst thunderstorm in memory. The elders claim it a sign of my power.
My whole life, I've sought thunder. I love to feel it in my bones.
And so I often seek out storms - or the bison herds for ground-thunder.
Each time is more dangerous than the last; my family fears my death is near. For I tempt it every time, seeking out more thunder.
I fear it now as the herd approaches; I think I've got too near. My name is Thunderseeker, but even I cannot outrun these beasts.
About the Creator
Megan Baker (@thegothofsawpit)(@shadowsitheghoststrikebwr)
A spin on her last name, "Baker's Dozen" are opinion lists on various topics. She also enjoys writing about her World of Warcraft main, The Ghastly Bulk Merchant Shadowsithe Ghoststrike, and occasionally partakes in fiction challenges.
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