Maccus Thorne
Character
He slowly began to strum his guitar, seated upon the stage of the small cantina, and slowly began to sing. "An old cowboy went ridin' out, one dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw...A-plowin' through the ragged skies and up the cloudy draw. Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel."
He continued to sing passionately upon the stage, his strumming turning into actual playing. "A bolt of fear went through him when they thundered through the sky. For he saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cries...Yippi Yi Ooh! Yippi Yi Yay! Ghost riders in the sky." He took a minute or two to play his guitar in silence before slowly glancing up, grinning.
"Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts were soaked in sweat. He'd ridin' hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet. 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky. On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name. If you want to save your soul from Hell a-ridin' on our range. Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride. Tryin' to catch the Devil's herd across the endless skies. Yippi Yi ooh. Yippi yi yay...Ghost riders...in. The. Sky. Ghost riders...in the sky. Ghooost Rideeeers...in the skyyy." He stopped playing, allowing the audience to applaud, before preparing to play another song.
He continued to sing passionately upon the stage, his strumming turning into actual playing. "A bolt of fear went through him when they thundered through the sky. For he saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cries...Yippi Yi Ooh! Yippi Yi Yay! Ghost riders in the sky." He took a minute or two to play his guitar in silence before slowly glancing up, grinning.
"Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts were soaked in sweat. He'd ridin' hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet. 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky. On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name. If you want to save your soul from Hell a-ridin' on our range. Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride. Tryin' to catch the Devil's herd across the endless skies. Yippi Yi ooh. Yippi yi yay...Ghost riders...in. The. Sky. Ghost riders...in the sky. Ghooost Rideeeers...in the skyyy." He stopped playing, allowing the audience to applaud, before preparing to play another song.