They'd let Carter keep his instruments of war, or at least no one had bothered to ask for them back. His Brodie helmet, pattern webbing, short magazine Enfield rifle and Webley revolver; he’d lugged them the length of the kingdom, from the port of Southampton back to the North East and his home village.
Standing six and a half feet tall and weighing a sturdy sixteen stone, Carter was an English lion. It took him little time to despatch the silver legged giant metal spiders with gems for eyes that had surrounded his family cottage. And then he could rest.
K.Z. Morano almost 10 years ago
silver legged giant metal spiders with gems for eyes... wow i think i'd like to own a few... :) great story.
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Thank you, K.Z.! :-)
Chris Walker almost 10 years ago
Don't mess with Carter :)
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Haha! Definitely NOT! Thanks for posting, Chris. :-)