Photo Story: The Four Horsemen
The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, like all popular quartets throughout recorded history, eventually turned into three. Number Four got tired of waiting for the whole thing to start, and he’d always wanted to embark on a solo career anyway, so he opened a swanky resort in the South Pacific. The horses all died too. Contrary to popular belief there are no species of immortal equines. And so it was, shrouded in fog and mist, the Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse, sans horses, set out early one morning in their matching hoodies determined to unleash Hell on an unsuspecting world.
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NICE JOB DAN!!! You are a beast!
Good Job Dan. MY NAME IS JEFF
I’d have picked this too. Great job Dan!
You made that seem effortless. Great story.
Bravo, Dan. I’m crazy about your story. Very well deserved.
I really liked this piece when I read it–I’m glad it got the recognition it deserved. Congrats, Dan.