The cowboy sighed softly as he took another sip of whiskey,not sure if it was the alcohol or there really was a 8’7 clown crawling in the hot sand and looking like a pathetic fish on land but his horse seeing it too confirmed it.
“What a strange fella.Reckon we should help ‘em?”
The man knew it was goofy to talk to his horse but he had been in the hot sun a while.He approached the clown as it finally fell unconscious “Wonder where he came from.”
Perculiar woke up in the sheriff’s office,Cold water splashed on his face as Muse A,the sheriff,looked at him from across his desk.
The clown was confused and growled deeply,his glowing amber eyes darting around
“Easy,easy now.”
Perculiar grunted as he didn’t want to be shot because it hurt like hell but still didn’t like his current situation.
The story begins here
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