Whitebark Stream An exercise in futility

okay to fade?

murgash expected tolitarian pain rained upon him; as he readied himself it seemed his assailant misgauged his distance and stumbled. murgash wasn't about to hang out and see the outcome, especially since his lady friend (and the jerk that tricked him!!) had peaced out. well fuck.

hoping to use goliath's momentary blunder to his advantage, murgash turned tail and ran -- as fast as his fat, stumpy legs could carry him.