Buy Me a CoffeeTwo hunters venture into the wooded mountains of the Mountain West where they come upon the ruins of a frontier town not marked on any maps. An aged man, must be more than a century old, was there at the founding, and tells the two why no one must ever settle on these lands again. -- Anon Guest
There was no such town on the map, yet the town was here. Well. The remains of the town was here. There were buildings, but they were in the process of being gradually disassembled. Jim-bob and Bubba could only guess at what they were in their heyday. It was spooky.
There were no sounds. No birds chirped. No wolves howled. Even the wind was still and quiet. There should have been creaking. There should have been scuttling noises. There should have been something other than the eerie silence. Even the two hunters quieted their tread in the sepulchral stillness.
They almost crapped themselves when the old-timer came around the corner. They did scream a little bit. The old coot had to blink a couple of times to absorb the fact that they were actually there.
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