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Sunday

C.J. Carrow

1 min read

I rode into town on Sunday and walked into the saloon,

“I’d like a drink.” And made a clink, whilst placing my doubloon.

The barkeep cleaning glasses with a dusty little cloth,

Just gave a nod, then off he trod, to fetch one from the trough.

I looked around the beer hall to take in my surrounds,

And then my eyes, to my surprise, couldn’t believe what they’d found.

The one named Murderous Molly, ...

Poetry

Western

Sin City

Lams

1 min read

What Amy witnessed plays an important role in pushing her into the world of Crime and change her view of Las Vegas. Before the “Wrong Door,” Amy is incredibly invisible to the eyes of most people, giving her the advantage of hearing things most people wouldn’t hear something that ends up helping greatly. This moment pushes her into the spotlight of people you wouldn’t want knowing about you. It ch...

Romance

Western

The Wagon (Pt.1)

MissFajita

3 min read

Notes - **Mature readers only, brief mention of SA **- I’m trying to write with _Blood Meridian_ prose - darkness, briefness, lack of commas and lack of good sense.

**Somewhere in the Wild West…**

There is a boy whose face is soft and slender like the face of a lamb, and whose eyes are dead. His name is Frank Calhoun and he drives a small horse-drawn wagon. He seems ordinary to most. They call ...

Western

Romance

TO BE UNCERTAIN.

Vicky Winter

1 min read

I had an interview today, something i knew will change my life forever. How i see things and what i could become. Frankly it terrified me not to have a guide book. All my life i always made sure to get the nitty gritty information for everything i walked into. I needed to know the environment, the character of the people, do they like me to bend over backward or be bold. It scared me to death not ...

Mystery

Western

The Whisper

Farmstead

1 min read

They called it The Whisper. First heard in Ole yellar — just a drunken slur about a starship buried beneath the saloon. A ship with tech so old, so forbidden, it could unmake a man.

Nobody believed it… until folks started dying.

Townsfolk said it traveled ear to ear, like wildfire across dry plains. You didn’t even need to say it out loud—just knowingthe rumor could rot your brain. Sheriff Clay we...

Western

Country Life

Poetry_Lens

1 min read

The man sits under the tree playing the guitar,

You could hear his strumming quietly from afar.

The orange ball sinks below the line,

A sunset dying could never be divine.

A cowboy walks down by the stables,

Paying his way to put food on the table.

He strokes his horse and kisses his wife,

While thinking about the revenge from his knife.

The moon rises high and the air blows cold,

Another bad n...

Poetry

Western

A HANGING AT HIGH NOON

Andrew Burnside

2 min read

The crowd was a mob down at city hall. They shouted and yelled and were ready to brawl. Some of them had pitchforks and others had torches. Bysyanders watched from the edges of porches. The mayor was there, the target of town. He pleaded for peace as the sun went down. All of this over a hanging at high noon. Set in the town of Dust in mid June.

"Lets Hang 'em I hope!" Yelled a Man with a rope. ...

Poetry

Western

Finding The Boots That Fit

Via_roid

1 min read

When Chelsea Jones bumps into Garrett Driscoll, she’s immediately drawn to his rugged charm, good looks, and rough demeanour. He’s everything she could want—strong, capable, a tough man with years of ranching experience under his belt. It’s a textbook example of a love story, and Chelsea is certain that she’s found the one.

However, as the pair spend more and more time together, Chelsea finds her...

Western

Romance

Marshal

Farmstead

1 min read

The mirror above the bathroom sink cracked, then rippled like water. A swirling portal opened—dusty wind and the scent of gunpowder spilled out.

I staggered back. Saloon doors swung on the other side. Spurs clinked. Horses neighed. A wanted poster with my faceflapped on a post.

Ten seconds.

This old pub hadn’t seen a cowboy in a century. And yet, there I was—in boots and a long coat, staring back ...

Western

Portal Pub

Bailey

1 min read

I walked into the bathroom to shave. Sind si got my new job I’ve had to shave my face every single day. It’s tedious and tiring. I bent down to get my razor out of the drawer and when I looked up my mirror was gone and there was a set of doors. Something ticked in the back room and a sign on the doors told me I had 10 seconds.

Do I go to my job to make money? Or do I go through the doors into what...

Mystery

Western