Scouts had been ahead of us but they had not reported anything.A tree we had just passed with a twisted trunk told me that we were very near our old c...mp site."Jón we are riding into a trap!" Where?" To the north but probably all around."Rather than call out, Jón turned abruptly and raced back along his column. He got Forni that was guiding the first team to stop. Jón said, "Load grapeshot now. Enemy from the north but there may be more."Jón continued down the line and had the others pull up. -HerrOttoFlick, U.K., December 2016(Author's P.S.: To get a more immersive experience when writing, I like to listen to themed music, which I highly reccomend you do as well- for this story I listened mainly to a compilation of Ennio Morricone's theme music, a live album of the Spaghetti Western Orchestra, and my own playlist of Western cinema scores, all of which can be found online. It really helps me get in the mood, so do give it a go!)(Author's P.P.S: The more astute readers may notice. "Sure," Into said. Conspiratorially, he whispered, "He's in the Mediterranean. Close to Cyprus. There's an abandoned Fleet Coaling Station there. Lots of good coal but no machinery. Shovels, refugees and lifeboats. About a ton per boat." The ship?"Into Valmaat took his glasses out of in inner pocket, opened his ever present leather briefcase, took out a paper and began to read:"The SS Grosser Kurfürst, a steel-hulled, twin-screw, passenger-and-cargo steamship launched on 2 December 1899 at. I’m Margie and I know you are Maxine.’ ‘Yes, that’s me. Well, Margie, I have to be going. I have things to do today, even though it is Sunday.’ Margie pouted, then said, ‘You can come back here anytime you like. I will give you the same special rate.’ She giggled like a schoolgirl. When I arrived home, it was to find the place just as I had left it, a total mess. No one had magically come in to clean the mess. I swept, mopped, and dusted before I sat down to enjoy my pity party. I relived the.