Chet
05-10-2006, 07:32 AM
out of nowhere, the train ground to a halt. Everyone crowded to the windows, covered in steam from the hot breath they exuded in their excitement at the thought of eating something other than stroopwaffels.
In the distance, Chet could barely make out a small storefront, almost obscured by the night. A red lantern slowly moved to and fro in the eaves above. Below, a woman dressed in red posed in a straight backed chair, face languid, arms drifting toward the floor. Slowly she looked up. Redjack stared in horror as the woman in red's eyes made contact with Chet's.
"Chet, Chet! Quick, someone, her eyes are beginning to spin!! Somebody DO something!" cried the intrepid Pirate Queen, attempting to rush across the floow and body tackle the tiny Eastern adventuress before something horrible happened to her. Tripping over picks, capos, and old Pete Seeger songbooks, the Queen swore as she found her way barred by the mist. Nevertheless, she soldiered on.
But alas, it was to no avail, as Chet slowly rotated toward the missing door. Moving drunkenly through the crowd, stepping on a guitar case here and there, she almost reached the handle and turned it when...http://www.chetscorner.com/gallery/albums/RachelDiva/Dscf0463_1.thumb.jpg
And Chet rolls out of bed and falls with a heavy thud to the floor, waking with a massive lump on her head ...
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
:o
In the distance, Chet could barely make out a small storefront, almost obscured by the night. A red lantern slowly moved to and fro in the eaves above. Below, a woman dressed in red posed in a straight backed chair, face languid, arms drifting toward the floor. Slowly she looked up. Redjack stared in horror as the woman in red's eyes made contact with Chet's.
"Chet, Chet! Quick, someone, her eyes are beginning to spin!! Somebody DO something!" cried the intrepid Pirate Queen, attempting to rush across the floow and body tackle the tiny Eastern adventuress before something horrible happened to her. Tripping over picks, capos, and old Pete Seeger songbooks, the Queen swore as she found her way barred by the mist. Nevertheless, she soldiered on.
But alas, it was to no avail, as Chet slowly rotated toward the missing door. Moving drunkenly through the crowd, stepping on a guitar case here and there, she almost reached the handle and turned it when...http://www.chetscorner.com/gallery/albums/RachelDiva/Dscf0463_1.thumb.jpg
And Chet rolls out of bed and falls with a heavy thud to the floor, waking with a massive lump on her head ...
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
:o