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| One of the posters on the cave wall. |
"Cat Balou, Cat Balou-ou-ou, the sweetest gal I..."
"If you sing that one more time, I gonna..."
"Look Pedro!" said Miguel pointing feverishly out of the cave opening with one arm while holding his shrunken scrotum with the other hand, his testicles hardened by a combination of the sub zero temperatures of the freezing wind that blew into their cavern high up the mountainside, and the pictures of Lady Gaga, Kylie and Britney Spears that he had unpacked from Punto's saddle bags and stuck with chewing gum on the cavern's wall.
"I've told you Miguel, You can't eat eagle."
Miguel's pointing arm dropped dejectedly as he turned and walked back towards the two ponies braying intermittently in the cold mountain air, and exhaling large amounts of steamy exhausted from their large nostrils. Miguel started sobbing and Pinto and Punto looked briefly at each other as an icicle fell from the cavern ceiling and pierced a picture of the Virgin Mary that Miguel had unpacked and set up as an altar against the wall of the cave. With the sharp natural artefact of the alpine climate piercing right through her breast just to the left of her sternum, she now had every right to look concerned. Miguel's crying turned to bawling at the sight of his beloved Virgin being desecrated in such a brutal fashion. Pedro continued looking out of the cave's opening pretending to be unaffected by Miguel's whimpering and the ponies just stepped away, and huddled together to keep each other warm.
Our two intrepid adventurers had never known such a desperate plight. This time they were done for
certain. The ponies had eaten the straw bedding the day before last and they friends were down to their last two tins of Maxi brand Baked Beans. A grey cloud loomed large beyond the ridge opposite the cave where they had been held up for 17 days now. There only hope was a fierce late winter blizzard, to ice over the ravine once more so that they could continue on their way to their retreat in the Burmese forests at Tom's behest.
"Look Miguel. It's a storm!"
 Image by Music Trendsetter via Flickr |
| A similar poster to that hung by Miguel on the cave wall. |
Miguel raised his reddened eyes out of his hands to look at the approaching before returning to the solace of his hardened palms. Everything was silent now as darkness enveloped the valley outside. Miguel shuffled across in the darkness to light a candle from their last box. A howling could be heard approaching from behind the ridge. At last, this could be just the change in weather tat they had been waiting for.
To be continued...
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ReplyDeleteNow I'm getting worried that you're going to kill them off.
Why can't you eat eagle?
Good question. Can you? Don't worry, they're just stalling for time.
ReplyDeleteI'm putting together a soundtrack for this scene. Choices so far are:
ReplyDelete- Jenny Morris "break in the weather"
- CCR "Bad moon rising"
- The Doors "Riders on the Storm"
Nice. Roders on the Storm would defintely make a nice dissolve/fade out for to the tile, which would run much longer than the film.
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