HalloweenMAGE

Poor sweet Bess, so in love with him she couldn't see the dawn through the darkness. She had died for him in the darkness there and as was his wont he would ride on, his blessing and his curse as his immortality. Cherie 'Lisabetta, her dark eyes halting his midnight escapade. She had hidden him as he fled, yet another time the redcoats' dullard heads couldn't cope with his deft hands, and they had ridden on past him whilst he sat and heard their horses' hooves die away into the inky darkness of the night.   Lightly and elegantly the highwayman swung onto his stallion, his footfalls like a cat's inaudible tread. His black clothes hid him be