Sunday, March 4, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - Netherworld II: Blood Potion No. 9

            I got outside to see Bane saddling up on a totally kick-butt chopper.  I’d never ridden a motorcycle in my life.  I guess it just never came up.  But hearing Bane start that bike, listening to its meaty growl, I got a visceral surge of excitement.  I was at his side in a twinkling.
            “You don’t mind if I hitch a ride, do you, Bane?” 

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