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 Eyra woke with a start, sitting upright and looking around him before he’d quite managed to identify what had disturbed his sleep. His ears twitched, panned around, looking for some kind of sound, while he looked around his small camp. Under normal circumstances he’d have made camp up off the ground in a small tree more »

 A very long time ago, when the sunrise burned brighter and the grasses waved taller and the world was still young, the zebra lived on the savannah just like they do today and will do tomorrow and many days after. But the zebra that lived in clay huts and lived off the land just like more »