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Posted: August 3rd. 2009 12:52:33 AM
Ol' Lugh and His Wondrous Dog...
by Ed Novem Grey
Age Group: Adult
There was this ol’ guy I used to know, this hard bitten piece of man he was, Lugh, or Luke or something. Broad as the day was long, a real knock down, drag out fighter he was. Good with the women too, a handy sort to have around, like those old time companions of Alex. He also had this dog I remember, an amazing animal.
Anyways, this ol’ L character, he even could talk the shine out of ya, gifted with that old golden tongue he was. I ain’t never heard noone but the old Witch Queens who could take a charming to you like that. A strong arm that one, a reach towards the heavens as they say, I done heard he split a cliff down near Bakersfield using just a mighty toss of a crowbar. Drank heavy he did, and more into those speedy types of poisons, the ones that bring on the universe before its due…the time shorteners. And then there was this dog.
One day I heard he took to riding the One-O-One, just tearing down the roads, blazing like the old sun Hisself. Yep, damn the law, they hadn’t even a clue as how to take him down, besiden, there was that golden tongue and he’d probably just charm the pig to head south. Hard as iron they say, well, he had his favorites when he’d tear into town, and damn…if they didn’t like it like that. Somehow he always would meet up with this dog, this marvelous dog of his.
One time, out in the valleys, you know, the ones near where all them canning factories are about, he walked right into the Empire and started to shake it up. The Empire had begun to decide that more and more should be theirs by right, and I ain’t just talking about your old food on your plate neither. Man, them were the days, when old L took a brace of driftwood and walked right into those polished halls and scared the Empire right down to its skeleton. Pushed right back for a time. With that wondrous dog.
So, what the hell was wondrous about this dang, musty, smelly old dog? Well, sure he was handy in a scrap, knew how to take a man down an keep him there till ol’ L himself righted it, one way or another. But, even more wonderful things were of that dog, damn I saw it myself, in one of those old stone reservoirs, the old farm cisterns. Yeah, back around this time of year I figure, out deep in Sonoma, ol Lugh gets a mighty thirst about him and can’t find his fill. So he takes up his old, poor dog and tosses it right up in the cistern, followed by howlin and a whining…and that was just us, you should of heard the dog! Anyways, then L punches a hole right in that cistern’s wall, and pulls out the sniffle ridden, cross-eyed mutt. And by the Fates, so help me they strike me sideways, there be cold beer flowing right out of that cistern’s hole. Fresh cold beer! Now how ya even going to talk to a man like that?...I mean really.
Author's Notes: August 2cd, 2009
Author's Location: Davis, California
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