Albrecht's horse galloped, screeching, at full speed out of the black cloud. Dust, debris and huge chunks of masonry rained down in the field. The barns' cornerstone landed with a wet thud, throwing up dirt and clods of grass.
Albrecht staggered from the cloud, covered in a layer of thick black dust. Coughing, he managed to open his eyes as Barnabas's fist met his jaw with everything the fox had. Albrecht span, and landed heavily on the floor.
"St.. stop! I... " He cried, pushing himself up, as the giant black silhouette of Amethyst rose up. Coughing and spluttering herself.
Drew Martyn 11 months ago
Ha, that's one of those occasions that I don't know whether the punch was warranted, but I'm so glad it happened :) Well done, Barnabus!
Jeff Taylor 11 months ago
I really shouldn't write these late at night. Made some corrections.
I'm pretty sure this was an un-warranted pop on the nose Drew. The poor guy just staggered out of one of Amethyst's sneezes. He's lucky to be alive!! 😁
Frenchie 10 months ago
Where are you, guys? all the regulars have disappeared .... are you all ok?
Jeff Taylor 10 months ago
I am here! I must admit that my muse has been somewhat absent recently. These days have been so strange since lockdown was made.
Christopher 8 months ago
I'm back, Frenchie. I had a couple of months where I just felt useless and didn't feel like reading or writing anything. But I'm back now and I think I've finally shaken that off.