[ WP ] Write an epilogue to a story that has n't been written .

The dust storm settled. Her tan skin shone in the sunset. Lovely and dark, she mounted my horse and stole it just like she'd promised. That absolute vision of heart break brought me to tears. I pointed my gun at her, but she already knew I would n't shoot. Her raven black hair mixed with the chestnut mane. It was a hollow gesture and she knew it. I'll never forget the way those cherry lips matched the sunset. The bounce of that gallop was her invitation. After chasing me through snow and desert, through dungeon and crypt, she was finally ready for me to chase her. She took my money, my horse, my provisions, and every waking thought I'd have from now on. 
 Until next time friend, The End.
