Posted by james --Previous Message--
on 6/26/2007, 8:52 am, in reply to "Livening Up This List ;)"
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Wow Ross! That was intense! Reminded me a little of Larry MacMurtry's westerns! I am in the mid twenties of your finished novel...chapter that is. Heck... I think I'll go read a chapter right now!
: Cimarron Strip is the registered
: trademark of Stuart Whitman, Inc.
: The Cimarron Strip characters are
: being borrowed strictly for fun and
: not for fortune. ;)
:
: "Beyond Tomorrow"
: By Ross
:
: U.S. Marshal Jim Crown was tired.
: Truth be told, he had never felt so
: exhausted. It was a weariness that
: ran through every fiber of his
: being.
:
: The lawman had been following a
: trail of dead bodies for days...for
: far too long.
:
: The killings had started back in
: Cimarron, IT. The last victims he'd
: encountered were a ranch family,
: somewhere near Waxahatchie, Texas.
: The cold-blooded killer he was
: tracking had shot every living soul
: on the place, including the family's
: dog. The bodies were still warm.
:
: Knowing he was closing in on his
: quarry, Crown hadn't taken the time
: to bury anybody. Preventing more
: dead bodies took precedent. He'd
: just placed blankets over the
: lifeless forms and ridden on.
:
: The Marshal followed a fresh set of
: hoofprints south, for several miles.
:
: The lush, open prairie gradually
: gave way to barren, boulder-strewn
: wasteland.
:
: Building thunderclouds overhead had
: turned mid-day into twilight. Sure
: enough, it began to pour. Jim
: hauled his horse in and dismounted,
: to get a clearer—and quite possibly
: last—look at the killer's tracks.
:
: Over the low rumble of thunder, a
: shot rang out.
:
: Less than an instant later, the
: crouching lawman heard a bullet buzz
: by his left ear. Seeing as how he
: was so exposed, Crown leapt back
: into his saddle and began
: high-tailing it towards the nearest
: cover. Just as Jim was barreling
: his way over to an outcrop of big
: boulders, a bolt of lightning
: flashed directly above him...and his
: fleeing, now terrified, horse. The
: smell of sulfur burnt his nostrils
: and the resounding ‘crack’ of
: thunder was so close, and so
: incredibly loud, that it left the
: lawman deafened. The momentarily
: dazed Marshal had the strange
: sensation of falling…falling
: forward.
:
: Crown had closed his eyes, in an
: attempt to stem the dizziness. He
: gave his whoozy head a few shakes
: and quickly re-opened them.
:
: The lawman blinked the raindrops
: from his lashes and looked around in
: complete confusion. There were hazy
: blue skies and an unbelievably
: bright sun overhead. His horse was
: now kicking up clouds of dust…and he
: was about forty feet from crashing
: into some kind of strange…fencing?
: Crown gave his spinning head a few
: more shakes and began reigning his
: rapidly moving mount in. 'What the
: hell just happened?'
:
:
:
: --To Be Continued—
:
:)Ross
:
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