Sing, Birdie, sing! (2)
Diamond spit some blood.
"Okay, I admit:
On the race day,
Croc, Stannbear and me looked for a way
To pinch the cargo of the infamous Midnight Gold.
Consider it a test."
"Steel!" Stannbear protested.
"Midnight... Gold? Lean repeated like a parrot,
But, Busted Gulch got no natural resources!"
Diamond laughed: "Or so you were taught, Darling!
The connection to the world beyond the desert does still exist."
Stannbear grabbed Diamond's wrist.
"And the transport takes place between sun set and rise?"
Steel smirked. "Thus the name."
Lean and Hunter exchanged worried looks.
"And... Croc?" Hunter asked, bat in hand.
Diamond shrugged, then grinned. "Not my best friend."
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Busted Gulch vol 1
AdventureCome to Busted Gulch and meet the unique characters there. A @lyttlejoe creation. An Old West story (kinda) in Poetry and Prose. A unique story that not only is a fun read but continues in the comments by the writers themselves. Come check out the...