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Angela Hall
Feb 260 min read


The Watchman
The watchman stood on the wall. He looked out to the horizon. Yes alert Watching Seeing Observing Sometimes it was hard being alone. Other times it was good. Then He saw it. A little bit of dust Kicked up in the distance. Just where the Land and Sky meet! He was alert He continued to watch Yes, it was getting bigger. Was it the wind? No It was! It was! Horsemen? Who were they? More alert than ever He continued to watch Then He saw it The colours. Not friendly colours So, He p

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