Battle drums rang out, braw and strong in the bright morning. The group—a portly man, a thin woman, and a strong hero—reined in their horses and looked around nervously.
As the drums built up to a thumping crescendo, a hulking monster appeared over the top of the next hill, growing larger and larger as he approached the unsuspecting riders. He roared.
They whirled, and the woman screamed. Red light flashed, and the monster slowly toppled over, a smoking hole burned in its chest.
“Cut! Cut, cut,
Published on April 19, 2009 07:06