Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20131018033943/@comment-11457306-20131023032902

"I've got to get down off this mountain, away from the wind," said Corana to Bosric. "I'll be waiting with the horses."

She turned and started down the trail.

(Rider lifted her booted feet and let the chair slam back down on the porch on all four legs.  She could see the hands putting the fire out in front of the bunkhouse.  The one ridin' fence had come in and another rode out, rifle in hand, to replace him.  It was past time for bed.  She whistled for the dogs.  They came runnin' and she opened the door to let them in.  She followed them in, banging the door shut behind them and flipped the latch.  More fun tomorrow.)

(Night folks.)