Oh. Wow. Thanks everybody. I didn't think I had won.
My intention here was that the old man is paying penance for doing a lot of bad things by helping others see a light that he himself cannot see, yet. I should have put more words into how he came to have the gun. I hadn't even considered...
An old man in a dark suit hobbled up a gravel path through a rural graveyard. Twisted old oak trees with bark darkened with age lined the meandering path, reaching across like steepled fingers with Spanish moss hanging down. Golden sunlight trickled through the leaves as the sun descended...
Hey, gang.
I'm a newbie, I guess, but not a newbie. I was a regular here... 10-15 years ago maybe. (I can't find my old class work and community posts here anymore, though.)
I'm a fantasy/science fiction author. I've got a few books on Amazon and I've sold a few of them. I haven't released...
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