Come Again Soon

55 fiction

High noon rolled around. Two cowboys stood face to face as a crowd gathered. Silence. One drew, and one fell. Dead. Then the crowd clapped as the two cowboys took a bow.

“Thanks for visiting our 1810 Ghost Town, pardners,” an employee said as that crowd left four hours later. “Come again soon!”

Author's Note

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[Lady Magicae]

This seems like a great story idea that can be flushed made into an amazing story. I'd love to read more if this is made into a story!