Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Courage under fire

They lined both sides of his path to salvation. He charged ahead, ducking and weaving. Their arsenal was never ending, their aim wasn’t the best. Splinters of their ammunition were as dangerous as the ammunition. At least he was spared the sound of them loading and firing. The earth shattering universal noise of spitting …AAACHHTTTHOOOO

3 comments:

manuscrypts said...

ah, the spitterati :)

Cynic in Wonderland said...

aaaaaaaaaaaaargh.too graphic!

Epiphany said...

@ Manu - he he

@ Cynic - That is what I see EVERY morning :(