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~~Gilmour Classic~~ · (04-30-2014)

The hazel blue eyes gaze upon the dale that stretched out ahead of him. A calm wind came brushed his hair to the side. The night sky lit up the path in front of him; a path which would eventually bring him to her. It was the witch, the witch who attacked him from earlier.

Must we go through this again?

Tehehehe!

The marksman does the only thing he can do in this situation. He readies his crossbow and retrieves a bolt from his quiver.

You're just like your mother... and you shall die now just like she did in that awful "accident."

How could you betray my mother the way you did? And now you betray me...

Like THIS!

The witch hurls a bolt of electricity like a javelin at Frodo. Frodo counters by shooting his crossbow at the bolt of lightning. The crossbow magically produces a bolt of fire that overtakes the witch's bolt of lightning.

What? Impossible!

That's right, before you killed my mother, she taught me how to turn ordinary bolts into bolts of fire.

She taught you well.

I loved her

No-- I loved her!

Then it hit Frodo.

What do you mean you loved her?

I've said too much!

The witch begins to cast her spell as a cloud of dust swirls around her. Frodo aims his crossbow at her.

Don't go or I'll shoot!

You would never shoot your mother.

Wait-- WHAT! You are my mother?! LIAR!

Frodo loses control over himself and begins to fire bolts wildly into the direction of the witch, but it's far too late. The old woman has vanished before him. The bolts fly past the spot that she once occupied and into a coyote that was crouched in the darkness. Frodo unzips his pants and has sex with it.

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