If there was anywhere he’d rather be… well, there wasn’t. He enjoyed the little things most, the way the sky would turn blue and pink at that perfect moment before the sun fell behind the rocky mountains. The scurries of desert mice, the cries of soaring sparrows, the whistles of the wind. However, there was nothing he loved more than his horse, Luna. The sky, the mice, the sparrows, and the wind,...

Eda wiped the sweat from her brow as the heat of the red sun beat down on her. Her horse, Goldie, reered in discomfort as the heat of the sandstone seared her worn hooves.

“Woah there, girl,” Eda said softly as she patted the horse gently. “Just a few miles left.”

She held her bandana over her mouth as wind and dust pushed against her like sandpaper. She had been sheltered from the wind by the ...

The young man gasped as he viewed the stones,

That were full of ancient charts and runes.

Locke couldn’t believe he made it here,

The only place on the sphere,

That could fix his life.

The noble slid off of his tired steed,

Patting the mare before feeling the need,

To scream his excitement to the world,

“I made it here!” Yelled the young earl.

And somebody heard his call.

A shadowy for...

I’m riding through the desert,

And I come across a noise…

“What is that?” I ask myself.

“Stay calm, a rattlesnake!” I stay poised.

The snake is hissing and is coiled.

I’m very scared, it’s coming on my leg!

My horse neighs, and the snake bites.

“No, your horse, Greg!”

The rattlesnake releases the venom,

As my horse screams for pain.

But there’s nothing I can do about it!

The venom is in the vei...

I was on Old Jane. Ben was on Champ. We had spent two days in the hills searching for the stupid rocks Ben wanted to find.

The horses were exhausted. I was exhausted. And yet we are still in the stupid hills of Wyoming.

“What are we even looking for?” I asked for the hundredth time.

Ben sighed for the hundredth time. “Rachel, I promise we are almost there…” he trailed off.

Turning around a bolder,...

Log Book:

September 5th, 6789 - 2pm

Study site No. 4889 SE upper quadrant.

The pictographs are such that they take up the majority of the SE face of the rock formation (Code: C12). Due to equipment malfunctions, we have yet to scale the steep sides of C12. Therefore our investigations have been limited to aerial photographs. A small team has been dispatched to analyze the surrounding grounds b...

The spark of my lighter echoes through the canyon.

My buddy doesn’t talk much. It’s what I like about him. Strong silent type. He comes along for security. Insurance, if you will.

Bandits roam these parts too freely if you ask me.

I draw the deepest pull I can from my cigar, and let it out with a whoosh.

Buddy doesn’t say anything.

We ain’t really up here for no particular reason. Just keepin...

“YEEEEE HAAAAWW!!!!!! I’m a cowboy baby!”

Cornelius galloped through the desert, his companion, Fred not far behind.

“Corneeeeeelious!!!!!” He whines.

Cornelius rolled his eyes. And steers his pony round.

“Yes Fred?”

“when are we gonna take a break?” He whines.

“We take no such breaks.” Cornelius puffed out his chest.

“Listen Cornelius… I didn’t think it would have to come to this but we’ve been ...

The moutains looked like rocks of rainbow. They glistened under the evening dew. The setting sun cast an orange gradiating to pink hue that looked magical. Silhouetted against those glorious rocks was a cowboy and two horses. He was out on a ride, watching the sun depart from earths sight. The moon was coming into view. At ninety-eight percent it was full in two days. But it looked so whole and br...

It was known as the wall, there was no need for any other title.

The Wall, as solid rock face, higher than any hill in the kingdom, wider that the sea, it cut the kingdom off from whatever lay byeond.

Legends told of it being put there by either mercyful of crule daities, depending on which set of myths you chosse to beleve, but the tribes that tell these myths are long gone, the kingdom is now un...