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Story of Gun shots
written by Genocide Reaper02:48 PM 8/31/04| Once in a Dusty town in the middle of the Desert sat people upon board walks with boots clattering upon each board, a Sun was in the sky, the air was dry, the heat was astounding. The rounding Gun shots came from a Near by Bar, and out walked a Desperato, twin colts in his hands. Yet, as he headed for his escape, he came across some one down the road, the sun was now behind a dark cloud, the wind picked up. He halted looking down at the Man standing silent in all black, the mands leather trench coat swaying in the wind. Neither man spoke a Word, only the man on horse back drew his colts and was shot from his horse within a Blink of an eye. An empty shell casing from a automatic 45. was left on the sandy ground smoke rising from the brass hull. It slowly began to rain as a storm brewed. The man dissapeared just as fast as he had came. |
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