The man grimaced slightly.
"What could someone like you possibly want with love? What business do you have with him?" He grumbled as he looked towards the horizon.
"My business is my business," was her only reply.
"Fair enough, but are you aware of the perils you face on this journey? This is not an easy road. Travelling from Lost to Found is a path that very few have ever finished."
"I'm aware of the risks invloved, but it's a path I must take," she stared at him with wistful eyes.
"How much do you have?" The man's eyes twinkled at the thought of making a profit.
"All I can give you is all that I have."
"Lucky for you," he chuckled, "that's exactly what it costs."
"When do we start?" she seemed to say.
"We'll start right now. Leave all of your weapons here. They are not allowed where we're going. If you slow us down, we'll leave you behind. There is no chivalry on the road we'll be taking."
"I can handle myself," she replied as she wondered if she was convincing the men, or just herself.
"Please excuse our transportation," as he motioned towards five black horses that had suddenly appeared, "we're currently reviewing several new options."
"Have you ever thought about riding on the wind?"
"The wind? No we hadn't. Great idea, really. I'll bring it up at the next lodge meeting of the Divine Order of Odd Fellows & Recreational Destructionalists.
"She took one last look at all of the familiar things around her.
"Oh...and little lady: Consider this your first and only warning."
"What's that?" she glared at Death itself.
"The next time you step on my foot..." his face turned white and his eyes disappeared, "...you'll become a victim instead of a partner."
"What could someone like you possibly want with love? What business do you have with him?" He grumbled as he looked towards the horizon.
"My business is my business," was her only reply.
"Fair enough, but are you aware of the perils you face on this journey? This is not an easy road. Travelling from Lost to Found is a path that very few have ever finished."
"I'm aware of the risks invloved, but it's a path I must take," she stared at him with wistful eyes.
"How much do you have?" The man's eyes twinkled at the thought of making a profit.
"All I can give you is all that I have."
"Lucky for you," he chuckled, "that's exactly what it costs."
"When do we start?" she seemed to say.
"We'll start right now. Leave all of your weapons here. They are not allowed where we're going. If you slow us down, we'll leave you behind. There is no chivalry on the road we'll be taking."
"I can handle myself," she replied as she wondered if she was convincing the men, or just herself.
"Please excuse our transportation," as he motioned towards five black horses that had suddenly appeared, "we're currently reviewing several new options."
"Have you ever thought about riding on the wind?"
"The wind? No we hadn't. Great idea, really. I'll bring it up at the next lodge meeting of the Divine Order of Odd Fellows & Recreational Destructionalists.
"She took one last look at all of the familiar things around her.
"Oh...and little lady: Consider this your first and only warning."
"What's that?" she glared at Death itself.
"The next time you step on my foot..." his face turned white and his eyes disappeared, "...you'll become a victim instead of a partner."
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