Rhingaul Grasper's Adventures

thinking it was done in our favor we quickly found that it had neither been rehersted or a proper procedure to evade it's occurrence: had been sequensed into a plan for evasive action. i paused to think, knowing this animal could destroy us all! I never losted focus of defending myself: me heart rate remained steady, yet I felt uneasy: I felt certain that all was doomed! When the head of the beast lowered I moved only to grab my defence, I aimed it at the animal who looked me in the eye. The first move I fired! Those who took company with me sighed in relief of this event had ending: one we all could live to talk about. and talk about they did, it reached the morning papers. The animal we encountered in the dusting hours of evening was a male bisson, who was ready to attack and destroy us. The picture on the front page, never mentioned my name and I often wondered why. To this day, and up until this very minute, I hated the author and the photographer. But when I heard a ghost Buffluo had been seen wondering the plains of Montana I knew it was the Ghost of Diliffridintou" the Sinister Buffalo" and the Savage Native Medication Man "Dark Skeleton". I talked to Alheira Catavino who had devised a plan to capture these ghost and send them back to the Spirit world. To fight evil we need evil: might the words of Satan Wise: the harlot of the Devil speak to these god fearers, that they might understand the importance of being unafraid.