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A desolate place: Thorns and Thistles
Joey carefully walks through the thorns and thistles while avoid being stuck by each of the painful pricks. He runs into an old gated wall with a latch handle, opens it slowly, and the creaking door disturbs the dead silence of the air. Joey walks into one big circle of wilted plants that grew no leaves with stiff vines that embed the gate. He ambles through the dead garden to the wall on the opposite side, and he peers over it to see more thorn bushes that went downhill. He proceed to climb over the wall to see an 8ft statue with grey skin, legs long as stilts, and an aegis wrapped around its waist and chest. Joey sat on the wall looking into the eye that glowed with the fierceness of an assassin. Her hair a fire red and it carried a sharp baboon stick. Joey slowly lowers himself off the gate to see the statue crouch down as if to catch its prey.
This once lifeless, unmovable gray statue stood eight feet high perturbed forward with a viscous glare that gleamed forward revealing a red ball. She speared toward Joey with the venomous of a snake, a poison viper; her words struck out. “Wait”, as her enormous screech protruded through the air like a vulture.
An Excerpt from 'Joey and the Ancient Horn, A Mystery' Published Copyright 2006
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