kurgan

But he also listened to what Kurgan had to say.

Just enough collected at their feet for Kurgan to see by.

Not that anyone was interested in his opinion, Kurgan knew.

Kurgan had no doubt that they would give their lives in order to save his.

Kurgan kept a keen eye out, but he saw nothing moving.

Someone was strapped into it with his back to Kurgan.

Many items of jewellery were also found in the kurgan.

The conversation was not going the way Kurgan had planned it.

As he tries to free her, the Kurgan comes out of the dark and attacks him.

She was the girl he and Kurgan had encountered at the creek.

Kurgan tried to swallow but his mouth seemed to have gone dry.

Kurgan stood looking after him for a moment or two, lost in contemplation.

Kurgan sat back, well pleased by the progress he had made this night.

Without a word, Kurgan worked the depression in reverse order.

He raised his voice as Kurgan took off at a trot.

Kurgan put his feet up, crossed one black boot over another.

"We are both but newly placed in high office," Kurgan said.

Every time Kurgan saw it his teeth ground in fury.

For there was no sign of the bolt Kurgan had shot into the tree.

He was young, though not nearly so young as Kurgan.

"I know he is the other major partner in the proposed construction," Kurgan said.

From what I can see, his son Kurgan is no different.

Something made Kurgan look back into the main room.

All the Kurgan that he had faced and killed did little to satisfy his need.

That he had allowed Kurgan to do his wet work bore further study.