Post by phrostphyre on Mar 17, 2011 20:14:41 GMT -5
AHAHHAHAHA! I have not written in the era of the American Civil War yet, and this is my first attempt! I'll be updating periodically. WHEN I GET A MOMENT! This guy needs a Twix....
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, tha-“ The printer reading the Declaration of Independence was silenced by a gunshot. The small mouseish man fell off of the apple crate, blood blossoming onto his chest, as cries of “Reb scum!” and “Dirty traitors!” filled the air. An observer, about five six, slipped out of the crowd and down an alley, where two horses and a fellow soldier met him.
“Damn Rebel bastards; some of us just want to be left alone! I’d still be in the backwoods of Tennessee, on my daddy’s tobacco farm if they hadn’t decided to up and rebel.” The man was fairly tall, and solidly built. Around six two, with two hundred pounds of muscle on him, the man wasn’t a push-over.