Pancho and Lefty, Eternally is Here!_A Memorable Reversal_FOREST ESCAPADES_The Real Treasure
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Pancho and Lefty, Eternally is Here!
This is it. The sweat’s lashin’ off your arse, slippin’ between the crack, and all you can hear is the Gun Club’s “Eternally is Here” poundin’ through your head. The .44 Magnum in your stubby little grip is, despite what the gun-slinging copper on TV said, not the world’s most powerful hand-cannon. You slide the duffel to Walden. He pilfers it for dye packs. You stare out the floor-to-ceiling windows. Hell or High Water country. Wide fuckin’ open.Seconds.Breath.Breathe.Back to seconds.No, scratch that. We have time.The long arm of the law only has a protruding stub out here in the form of thei...
A Memorable Reversal
A Memorable Reversal-"I remember how the sky looked that fairy night. I was under a galaxy then. The sweet breeze carrying a hint of vanilla wasn't as gentle to be pleased with. It was a small town children, but there were indeed too many mouths to feed. It was a fortnight after Christmas when a man arrived, dressed finely. The polished shoes, brown hat, golden almond glasses and poised posture was mismatching in contrast to our little town. The way he carried himself made us gawk at him. He looked over his thin rimmed spectacles and made a loud announcement with his deep low pitched voice. I ...
FOREST ESCAPADES
Nine-year-old Katwww.onedoor.ccy was on holiday with her mom, dad, and little brother in part of The Amazon in Peru. Getting ready for their hike one morning Katy had packed her bag full of extra snacks for in case she got too hungry. She was all set to go. Katy and her family loved adventure and would go camping and hiking all the time; by the seaside or up in the mountains; they did not mind where they were, as long as they were in the great outdoors and with each other. “Come on kids, lets get going!” Katy unquestionably inherited her adventuresome essence from her dad especially. Her two-year-old brothe...
The Real Treasure
The wind whistled softly, calling me to the open sea. I looked out across the water and the deck of my ship. There were no other ships on the horizon. The weather was peaceful. It was the best time as any to go hunting. “How are we looking, Cordelia,” I called. My first mate, and the only other woman on the ship, rushed to my side. “The course has been charted, Captain Nerida,” she answered. I grinned and nodded. “Good, and the rest of the crew?”“Ready to follow you into the storm.” I nodded again and looked to the horizon. In the distance, a storm was brewing. Everyone on the ship could pract...