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[aid] => mick
[title] => The 4 Horse
[time] => 2019-12-07 01:05:33
[hometext] => My first post in too long - Back to storytelling again, perhaps in the vein of the Magnificent Seven ?
[bodytext] => Dust smoked the horizon, hooves echoed across the plain Light crept inward as sun dipped into mountain tips Ghost voices embellished the dark Crawling from deep burrows into the embers of the day As one by one, heavy wooden shutters rattled into place Th 4 horse slowed, falling into view Wordless but uniform to the clink of bridle Those that waited melted into doorways Whisky spit in darkening ground, each claimed his shadow Faces washed of everything but hatred and greed Night drew the canvas, black and motionless As dry air chilled to the faintest of stars Time froze as each side surveyed Unseen faces loaded and locked While the 4 horse dismounted, stepped forward in line Judgement dark steel, the giver of hope, the taker of life Impartial witness now waited to be called A faint glint of gun barrel, high on the parapet The first shot ricocheted Splitting the sky For some death was kind, swift and decisive For others it lingered, strangled and choked Those stowed in houses Crouching in silence Prayed for salvation, awaited the end Bullets, blood and butchery, painted the scene Screams of the dying, haunted the dark Now only they remained, Saviours unknown 4 horsemen, heads bowed, offered up a prayer And ended tyranny in a sleepy western town [comments] => 3 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 31 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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