['.~VoidRunner~.']

Deep in the valley, a fire burns in the moonlight. Circled about the fire are 7 men, their hands sticking toward the fire. It wasn't a warm night but it wasn't cold, either. Then, a man with a short beard, black hair, burned, leathery face, and a cowboy hat big enough to fit 3 started a tail. "A tail of a ho's no man or women could tame! A ho's more 'en yur age! A ho's that di'n't 'ave a body. He 's the Spirit of the Plains! You see, it starts like this..."

I like this, a lot.