Wednesday, June 25, 2008

38 Special

by Jackson Ferrell

Tents peppered the sandy hillside. Within, a woman reclined on her cot, while another cleaned a Colt Python.

"How are we supposed to sleep in this heat?" the woman on the cot complained.

The second woman unscrewed the revolver's cylinder. "Don't worry. After your first night encounter with lizardmen, you'll be too tired to care."

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