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Ruechari turned slowly.
"Who are you?" she screamed, reaching for her gun.
The stranger pulled a match across the stubble on his face and lit the cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Ruechari aimed the gun at the stranger's chest.
"Tell me who you are or I will be making one more mound in the dirt."
He dragged deeply on the cigar.
Blowing out smoke rings, he smiled.
"I don't think so, Rue."
Ruechari tried to pull the trigger, but her finger held fast.
"What trickery is this?"
The stranger walked to her and took the gun from her hand.
He put it back in the holster on her side.
"No tricks, Rue. Now saddle up, we have some riding to do."
"I am going no where with you."
He laughed, chewing on the end of the cigar.
"Yea, I believe you are. You have a destiny that cannot be denied."
Ruechari felt like she was in a daze.
"Who?"
The stranger walked to his horse and jumped aboard the black steed.
"They call me Reaper."
Ruechari suddenly felt more alive than she ever had.
"Where?"
"Let's go and find your Daddy."
-Bill Temple
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A New Destiny
ParanormalIf you have been following the Busted Gulch story here at the Storytellers Saloon then you know Ruechari has been selected for a special destiny...yet to be revealed. Having grown up in the KitKat Nation. Chief DamagedGoods was the only father she h...
