Hard Fall
Larry Lance had developed a strong following, with crowds jumping ,crying and jeering him on. For some of his followers it was like they were bacchante worshiping at his feet. He ruled as a jibber until that fateful day. The weather was beautiful,too beautiful for the snow began to melt. Rails and jumps were arranged on the advanced mountain, but around those rails and jumps formed some queachy ground. Larry was performing flawlessly until he hit the queachy ground. His body contorted sending him into pain. Recovery took time and his followers moved on to worship others.
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7 comments:
Ah, one mistake and people give up on you. Good use of the words.
Great use of the words. Its always amazed me how fickle people are.
Oh poor Larry! That queachy ground'll get you every time. I hate when that happens. ;)
Queachy ground has given more than Larry a pain. HAve we seen Larry before? I can't seem to remember what he does for a living.
Too bad it happens ever so often.
People letting you down when you're in trouble. Very well done.
Only good writers can tell a story in so few words. I loved it.
Don't mind Quilly! ANYone can guess he's a stunt artist! She has a cold and her head is all stuffed with fluff! But at least she's not Larry... HER fans will still follow her - fluffy head and all!
Short and sweet, with good use of the words. Well done, Betty!!
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