This story is part of my ongoing unpublished (and unfinished) Old West fantasy, Original Destiny, Manifest Sin. As I said before, watch for it in a bookstore near you around 2017. In the mean time, if you like, please consider supporting Flytrap and Tropism Press.
The Dying Dream of Water
by Jay Lake
Peony Sykes stood next to her family's second wagon, spattered with her mother's blood. Red rock buttes surrounded the killing ground like pillars of a great tabernacle. Buzzards already circled overhead in the blinding summer sky as the laughing Apache drove his mount toward her. He'd sheathed his rifle in favor of an axe.
( Instead of fleeing, Peony stepped directly into the pony's path with a Bowie knife braced in both hands.Collapse )
© 2004, 2007, Joseph E. Lake Jr.
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