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Made weak by time and fate.

She smashes one of the thugs in the skull with her hickory cane. He drops like the sack of shit he is. Another charges.

But strong in will.

She ducks under the punch then butts her head upwards, catching him under the chin. Bone crunches; lights out. A hand grabs her from behind, yanks hard. She spins with the force, drives a wheeling elbow into his temple. Down.

To strive, to seek, to find...

The fourth backs away in disbelief, then flees. She picks her shawl up from the pavement.

...and not to yield.

5 comments add one below

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    Neville Hunt over 3 years ago

    Love it, Chris! However, it has loaded umpteen times! You might need to fix it, unless it's just my PC.

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    Neville Hunt over 3 years ago

    It's loaded 47 times I think.

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    Chris Walker over 3 years ago

    Woah, not sure what happened there! Clones nuked from orbit :-)

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    Ricky Moore over 3 years ago

    She sounds like she would give Superman a good go! Lol. Good one, Chris!

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    Chris Walker over 3 years ago

    Thanks everyone :-)

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