Under pressure

A power that eludes


Across the flickering fire Tarzan looked at Omekono.  The light danced off the shredded muscle of his shoulders.  It caressed the sheen of his muscular back.  What had they done to him?  What could possibly happen to a man like that  ….  strong in mind, muscled in body  …..?

Omekono had flattered Tarzan  ..  he’d be happy to be a second-best to Tarzan.  What abuses could turn a man like that?
How much did  a man have to suffer  ..  to be reduced to a husk like that?




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