Tuesday, November 3, 2015

National Novel Writing Month: Day Two - 4220 Words

They bounced onto the tarmac, sending Wuzwok crashing forward and filling the cab with another boom as the rifle discharged, sending a bullet through the floor and the butt into Wuzwok’s teeth. He was dazed and bleeding for a moment. After shaking his head to clear his vision, he crawled over to the side pocket containing the medical supplies. He handed several bandages to Azgrim before putting one to his bleeding lip. It was stained with dark blood when he pulled it away. He righted himself among the mess in the back of the cab and held the cloth to

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