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Everywhere she looked she saw silver
Everywhere she looked she saw Silver. It was becoming an obsession.
She'd loved the guy all her life. His lean, tanned body. The hat set at a rakish angle that acted as a verandah for the mask underneath.
Blue eyes shone out from the black frame like the headlights on a coast train.
At least she hoped they were blue. She only ever saw him in black and white.
And the raw, white knuckle way he gripped that pistol!
But then she saw what those lean thighs were gripping and she felt her throat tighten.
He might be the Lone Ranger, but she only had eyes for Silver.
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thanks! I'm glad everyone found it funny! (oops, another exclamation mark - I do get excited)
much appreciated.
I wanted that sanguine "cowboys get the blues".
Later it occurred to me that silver is also found in photographs - could have explored that as well. |
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Comment by: karjon Online- 2008-01-28 14:05
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Hilarious - loved it. No crits (well, you know, there was that one exclamation mark, but I think her excitement probably warranted its inclusion - ahem), just a great Wee Story.
Cheers
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Comment by: Ria - 2008-01-28 09:57
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Hi ho silver and away! Wondering if he was firing siver bullets or blanks?
Interesting interpretion of the challenge. I thought that "Coast train" may sound better as "ghost train"
funny story-lol. |
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