7 de octubre de 2011

My Strange Stories IV

August 6th, 2010


The man and the young lady trotted as fast as their horses could. The man mumbled to Alice to be careful and to expect some future ambush.

The gallop and the speed of the escape made Alice plunged of the horse and hurt her leg with a stone. For a moment she thought she will be desert by him because the horse run away, but Christopher was a brought up man. He stopped and returned for her, although guards were behind them. Using a strong pole she could stand up and gripped the hand Christopher offered to her.

Guards took aim to them but he was faster and the shout killed a near deer. A beautiful and dangerous red blaze refulged through the trees when a fire’s arrow was threw as a last desperated guards attempt of catching them, but they escaped, and now they are far, far away.

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