11-30-2015, 05:09 PM
Quote:" Don't you even FUCKING move!"
Those words tore through me with a force that resonated with my soul. I yanked back on the reins of the horse, causing it to rear up on its' hind legs. I kicked my feet out of the stirrups and jumped clear of the saddle. Turns out that the landing wasn't as clean as I'd hoped, but hey whatever works right. I grabbed the reins of my still pissed off horse and pulled it away with as much force as I could muster. The horse looked as scared as I felt.
Suddenly remembering what caused this situation, I grabbed the sword sheathed across my shoulder, I pulled it free, the sound of steel sliding against leather smoothing my raw nerves. 'Note to self. Grab some sleep after all of this is said and done.' I cast my eyes around the moonlit area, scanning for a sign of anyone. I caught sight of a man...holding a gun aimed at my head.
Images flashed through my head. I took a shaky breath, slowly raising my hands in the air. " Hello? Don't shoot." I said, my voice wavering a bit. As to not send any seemingly threatening signals I sheathed my sword. I stood there, my hands in the air. 'Your move.' I thought.