t-h-up

Updated: May 4, 2025

Half-way to the woods was a gully of red clay, and into this the fleetest leaped, and turned instantly to cover their comrades. The Winchesters began to rattle from the woods, and the bullets came like rain from everywhere. "T-h-up! T-h-up! T-h-up!" there were three of them the peculiar soft, dull messages of hot lead to living flesh.

John Fox - A Cumberland Vendetta