Courage The Cowardly Dog Ramses • Simple

Courage froze mid-step, his morning bone clattering to the porch. Dust swirled in a wind that didn't exist a second ago. The sky above the middle of nowhere had turned the color of old papyrus.

Courage’s teeth chattered, but his legs wouldn't run. His eyes climbed the towering figure that now loomed behind the stone: Ramses, king of a dynasty of dread, his gilded beard cracked, his painted eyes weeping black resin. He didn't move so much as unfold —joints creaking like a sarcophagus lid. courage the cowardly dog ramses

Then the locusts came. Not buzzing— whispering . Courage froze mid-step, his morning bone clattering to

Courage exhaled. His knees knocked together once, twice. Then he picked up his bone, walked inside, and hid behind Muriel’s skirt for the rest of the afternoon. Courage froze mid-step