The Duel at Corydon part 2

Mr. H------- levels his weapon, making ready to fire as the militia looks on.

Mr. H-------'s pistol fails to fire, mine does not.

The militia Captain orders my arrest. I put my hands out, ready for the irons.

I'm carried away by the Corporal.

Mr. H-------'s reluctant second drags the body from the field.

Last stop before his final resting place.

The scoundrel's grieving sister lunges for the weapon of one of the guards.

1 comment:

Lauren said...

Great fun! You all look amazing!