Physician Heal Thyself #FridayFictioneers

Photo Credit @/wmqcolby.wordpress.com Physician Heal Thyself Nothing in the wilderness text had prepared me for this hell. I hadn't even held a gun since I was twelve years old and even then it was just a rite of passage to appease my old man. I'm a surgeon, a healer, not a revolutionary. Sulfur and dust... Continue Reading →

Of Men And Whores #FridayFictioneers

  Of Men and Whores Max exhaled his guilt into the night air. A soft cry or plea escaped from the saloon window. They had forced their mounts to exhaustion today. Ridden hard and forgotten, the upstairs doves enjoyed none of the appreciation and reverence reserved for the rider’s horses. Come mornin’ the rough necks... Continue Reading →

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