29 10 2013

Well, I’m completely stuck. I know what the last sentence of Misfit’s Trek needs to say.

I know a few different ways to say it. All I have left are minor variations on a sentence. . . twelve of them.

To me, they all sound okay. Or maybe good.

Not good enough, though. Not yet.

Rick rides through the night toward San Bitante,

to thwart a hideous mass execution.

He’s got his saber, his magic, his pistol . . .

and no idea what he’ll do when he gets there.

Misfits' Trek

It’s his first day as a rebel.

Volume 4 of The Talan Revolt