Choomie April 23 "Newt" Gaspard • Cattle Rustler The light slanted through the gapteeth of the pines and fell dappled on the meadow's floor, and Newt's eyes drank it in bitter. He saw Jennifer and he saw the rise and fall of her breathing, and he watched her movement and the thugs' movements like a dream outside the regularness of time. Those lank and ravening men with their jaws hung by wants and appetite; Newt could smell them across the distance like stale wind. He drew air deep into his lungs and felt the slugging weight of the rifle in his hands. Closing one eye against the barrel's rising sight line he saw in a thin wink of focus the bandito up the ridge silhouetted by wands of light cast from the campfire. New bored the sights dead on the middle of that shape, drawing back the hammer with his thumb. Then the spark roared flamewise, and the powder propelled the ball forth while the rifle bucked and Newt saw through the old smoke trails as that dark body awaited to be sent earthward, bonelessly giving into shock. He savored the impending moments. Newt targets the furthest bandit, who is still within the normal 80 foot range of the rifle.
Choomie March 15 "Newt" Gaspard • Cattle Rustler The light slanted through the gapteeth of the pines and fell dappled on the meadow's floor, and Newt's eyes drank it in bitter. He saw Jennifer and he saw the rise and fall of her breathing, and he watched her movement and the thugs' movements like a dream outside the regularness of time. Those lank and ravening men with their jaws hung by wants and appetite; Newt could smell them across the distance like stale wind. He drew air deep into his lungs and felt the slugging weight of the rifle in his hands. Closing one eye against the barrel's rising sight line he saw in a thin wink of focus the bandito up the ridge silhouetted by wands of light cast from the campfire. New bored the sights dead on the middle of that shape, drawing back the hammer with his thumb. Then the spark roared flamewise, and the powder propelled the ball forth while the rifle bucked and Newt saw through the old smoke trails as that dark body awaited to be sent earthward, bonelessly giving into shock. He savored the impending moments. Newt targets the furthest bandit, who is still within the normal 80 foot range of the rifle.
