Spaghetti Western-isms

October 22, 2009 at 10:29 pm (Prose)

This is a bit of a play on a scene from The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly. I always wanted to write a film noir/spaghetti western kind of story — probably because of Cowboy Bebop. But anyway, just a short paragraph of prose:

     From beneath a sombrero his gruff voice asks, “Do you know how much you’re worth?” Underneath his fluttering serape dangle soft sandalwood handles, stitched with steel to tiny hammers synced to a series of chambers, each of which is aligned to rotate into position in front of the long dark tunnel of a gunbarrel. The cloth twists in the wind, and the breeze carries the scent from the gunhandles – they smell like prayer beads. And it seems that in every gunbattle there is something of a prayer. That is all the sandalwood is: the sign of what is to come; a symbol of what must be.


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