Horsepower (Wednesday Words 7.6.16)

Welcome to a piece of Wednesday Word’s flash fiction on Darkling Dreams!

A good friend of mine, P.T. Wyant, is doing a blog post every Wednesday called Wednesday Words with a new prompt for a bit of flash fiction writing, just to get in the habit of writing something, anything. (Even if said flash fiction is complete garbage at the time. Garbage is better than nothing though, right?) If you’re looking for some inspiration yourself or just something to aimlessly write, then go check out her blog for this week’s prompt!

With that being said, I am going to share what I came up with for this week’s flash fiction prompt based off a three word combination prompt. So here is my very rough around the edges minute of inspiration based off her prompt. I’d love to hear what you guys think of it!

(Please excuse any errors you may see, I said it was rough around the edges.)

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Horsepower

A loud whoop filled the air as he put his spurs to his horse and Diablo leapt forward into a flat out gallop, pounding across the hard-packed desert ground out into the barren land.

“Seth!”

His partner swore under his breath, wheeling his roan steed to face the direction he had gone and sending Blue charging after his fiery red companion. He slowly gained ground upon his runaway partner, hunched over the saddle horn.

Somewhere in the distance behind them he heard the lone shrill whistle of the locomotive beginning to pull out of the station. The heavy chug, chug as the engine turned its gears into action and rolled out towards the same barren land they were running to, spitting black smoke into the hazy air.

The stream of Diablo’s tail behind him shimmered like the fires of Hell themselves as he galloped, and Clay was no longer gaining ground on his friend.

“Seth!” he yelled up once more. “Slow yer damned horse!”

He must have heard him this time for Seth peered back momentarily at his partner and straightened in the saddle, pulling back only a fraction on his horse. Spurring Blue on a little faster, he finally pulled neck and neck with his friend and looked over at him.

“You moron, what do ya think yer trying to accomplish?” he growled over the sound of pounding hooves. “There’s nothing out here.”

“Think ’bout it, Clay. Them robbers never left town that we knew of from this morning. Their horses are still hitched up in Sam Thurton’s barn. But that there train back there has been reloading supplies and sitting still since last night. What better way to escape unnoticed then steal themselves on the big ‘ol locomotive and roll out of here with a crowd a waving goodbye.

Clay was silent a moment, then spit off to the side. “Aw, hell, Seth.”

“See my point?”

He nodded. “What are ya planning to do?”

Amber eyes twinkled with mirth as Seth just flashed him a devious grin that put Diablo’s fiery nature to shame and angled his horse for the tracks. Clay followed hot on his heels and the two rode in silence until they came parallel to the great tracks. Seth pulled his horse up right alongside them. Dust flew up around them as the horse skittered around in waiting, chomping on his bit in anticipation, ears flicking.

“Seth?” Clay pulled his own horse up moments after him, turning his steed to see what he was doing.

But his dark-haired companion was staring down the tracks at the oncoming locomotive as it rolled out of Sweetwater and came barreling towards them, slowing picking up speed with its added weight now.

“Seth? You ain’t a thinking what I think you’re a thinking, are ya?”

“Oh I am.”

“The town don’ need two injured sheriffs!”

Seth just chuckled. “Don’ tell me you never train hopped once as a small boy now, Clay.”

“I reckon you are looking to get yerself killed sometimes,” Clay muttered, shaking his head and leaning his arms on the saddle horn.

He just chuckled, glancing back to the green-eyed blonde man he would stake his life on. “I reckon you could be right. I might just be a looking for the action and the rush. Quit yer worrying. The horses will find their way back to town while we wrestle ourselves some bandits. Or they’ll simply follow along the tracks until we throw ourselves off!” He laughed as Clay groaned in response. “Aw c’mon now, Clay! We’ll be the talk of the town for weeks!”

The long whistle of the steam engine bellowed through the still, humid air once more and two cowboys looked up towards the locomotive rolling towards them.

“Think they have any open cargo holds for us to hop into?”

“I reckon they will,” Seth replied, trying to keep his prancing mount still beneath him. Diablo was always hotheaded and wound ready to spring.

“Even with the loads they just picked up?”

Seth gave one curt nod. “Ready to ride, my friend?”

“As ever.” He straightened back in the saddle, gathering the reins once more. He could feel Blue shifting his muscles beneath his seat and legs, pickng up on his rider readying himself and responded instantly to the subtle cues.

“Get ready to ride!” Seth shouted as the noise of the engine got louder around them. It was only a couple dozen strides away now.

Both men turned their excited horses to face the same direction of the locomotive, starting forward at a trot, then a canter. Then the steam engine was suddenly blowing wind past them as it caught up to them and kept going.

“Whoopie!” Seth shouted, swinging his hat in the air a moment before Diablo sprang full speed ahead and ran alongside the large engine.

Clay shook his head as he spurred his horse after him. Sometimes he wondered how his friend became a sheriff in the first place with his risky and mischievous attitude. Or maybe that was what made him a great Sheriff.


Now you can find this flash fiction work and others on my profile on Wattpad! Click here for my profile and go dive into a sea of Shards of Imagination!

Also, as I work to play catch up from my latest computer crash, I will be posting the Shards of a prompt I missed from May and June directly to Wattpad each week. That means two Shards every week! Those old prompts will not be posted to my blog so if you wish to see the old one of the week, you’ll have to hop on over to my profile on Wattpad.

The oldest one from May 11th went live earlier today. You can find Gypsy Fire on Wattpad!

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