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Cheetah People

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By Mother CombsPublished 2 years ago Updated about a year ago 2 min read
Image by Wolfgang Eckert from Pixabay

As told to Mother Combs in one of her many adventures:

In the arid mountain ranges of the Sahara desert live a people no one has ever seen. The Maunetjer, when they venture out into the outer world to trade, wear garments similar to burkas, both male and female, and only remove them once they are in the safety of their homes. No outsider is allowed inside their homes.

There have been mysterious disappearances of people rumored to be looking for them. Several gung-ho explorers, eager to make a mark for themselves, thought they could be the ones to come back with pictures of the Maunetjer. Never to be seen again.

It is rumored at the market that when they purchase the many chickens, goats, and cows, they wear gloves when exchanging money. Not one person has even seen so much as a hand or foot of a Maunetjer.

They purchase thousands of chickens, goats, and cows a year. No one knows what they do with them either, for they never sell any animals, hides, milk, cheese, or anything back at the market.

The Maunetjer does not wear jewelry. They wear no adornments on their costumes, nor rings on their fingers, bracelets, or anything. The only gold the Maunetjer handles is money.

The gods of the Maunetjer must be fierce and unforgiving because of the totems and statues they have carved of the gods. All the statues are of some humanoid cheetah-like creature with a burning look of hunger on its sleek face. These gods are depicted in all sorts of poses.

This writer's firm opinion is that it would be unwise to visit the Maunetjer without their expressed invitation. To visit them without their consent could result in the death of any or all sent. Suppose you want to find out more information on a Maunetjer. In that case, it is my professional opinion that you shoot one in the marketplace and haul the corpse to your laboratory to study. To do otherwise would be a foolish mistake.

May Allah keep and protect you from the hell that will surely follow you, no matter what you decide.

AdventureFantasyHumorMicrofictionMysteryShort Story

About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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  • Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago

    Thank you for sharing this story, great work and agree with Dhar

  • Good storytelling 😊💖💜

  • The Maunetjer people seem to be very scary! This was such a creative story!

  • Alisa İnnokate2 years ago

    A captivating account of the elusive Maunetjer in the Sahara, filled with mystery and caution. The vivid descriptions and warnings create a sense of intrigue, making one contemplate the consequences of unraveling the secrets surrounding this enigmatic people.

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