Six Sentence Sunday

“The beginning of the four horsemen of the apocalypse,” Winter instructed, making her way back to her seat to listen.

“The beginning of the history or the beginning of the current incarnations?”

“The beginning of the horsemen and then the beginning of the current incarnations,” Baby interjected before anyone could protest. “I want to hear the stories.”

Nodding and looking tired, Niakon wandered around the tables and pulled up a chair to sit down. Turning to look at Meredith, she got up without a sound and went to the fireplace to make a fire for them, shoving one of the more comfortable chairs over to Niakon. He took it gratefully. They were going to be there awhile.

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About Carrie Fulk Vaughn

Carrie Fulk Vaughn (C.V. Madison) is a licensed massage therapist, author of LGBTQIA, Urban fantasy, horror & romance. Gamer geek full of Mountain Dew and schadenfreude pie. Twitter addict. Ball jointed doll collector.

Posted on October 21, 2012, in Original Fiction and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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