Gather round, boys and girls, it's time for a 55 word story. Make sure to share yours with the g-man. He collects them, you know.
The longer he rode, the more dust filled his throat.
He craved water.
Gaze rotating from side to side, he scanned the horizon for Indians.
Not the friendly kind.
Would he reach the sheltering mountains before nightfall?
Amazing how caught up he got listening to L’Amour on his way to work.