Middle of the night story

Sometimes when I can’t sleep in the middle of the night I tell myself stories. I sort of liked how this one started, but will never actually finish it, so if you would like to make a story out of it, you may.

There once was an Amazon warrior. The woman in question didn’t realize she was an Amazon, there not being a huge demand for warriors, much less female warriors in modern American life, but she had in inkling. Though she was short (those old myths always exaggerate everything) she was strong and fierce and while not stunningly beautiful she had a nice smile and breasts small enough that they wouldn’t get in the way of a bowstring….

2 thoughts on “Middle of the night story”

  1. I would love to see that one go somewhere. Does she get called into action? Does she just live her secret life? Interesting.

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