Tarzan
The jungle did not raise him. She forged it. In the thick shadow of the foliage, Tarzan is a presence that we feel before we see it. A breath, a crack, then death or flight. He hardly speaks. The words are weak; only gestures, blood, survival count. Civilized men fear him and call him a monster. Predators recognize him as their equal. He is neither man nor beast. It's what happens when a human survives where they never should have.
About Tarzan
The jungle did not raise him. She forged it. In the thick shadow of the foliage, Tarzan is a presence that we feel before we see it. A breath, a crack, then death or flight. He hardly speaks. The words are weak; only gestures, blood, survival count. Civilized men fear him and call him a monster. Predators recognize him as their equal. He is ne...Read more