parsiak 5, a western

Parsiak 5, a western

chapter 1.

Once upon a time, there was a cowboy named Clint Eastwood. He wasn't the greatest cowboy, in the west, but that may be because his great love for food, he were fatter than the sheriff himself, and he could not even get on his own horse. Well anyway, one day Clint were riding through the desert, not to fast, not to slow, just right. He didn't realy have a target for the mission he just rode. After some time on his horse Clint came across a log and decided to jump it. He gatherd speed, it went faster and faster, it went so fast he could no longer see the ground underneath him. He felt the horse jump, but it didn't land, he waited and waited. Finally he landed, but he did not land in the dessert, he had landed in a forest. This was a forest unlike any other, the were no pines, no birches and definitively no mushrooms. There actual

ly seemed like the weary threes were made by stone and the leafs by ice, but how could they? It was hotter here than it was in the desert! Clint decides to take a ride through the landscape.

eirik

Part 2

It seems like there's nothing living here. No flies, no birds. Only the stone-trees.

Gaute Hagen

chapter 3

His horse was tired after the big jump, so he needed a break. The same did

Clint. He started looking after some water to drink, but he didn't find anything. Then, in the horizon, he saw something weard.

solveig

Small lizard-like creatures running on two feets, and quickly as hell. Clint had to roll aside not be hit by a train of weird animals. He rubbed his bold head. I need a drink, he thought.

Axel Bersvendsen