Leaving horses, worn saddles, and tack, they walked away from the prairie, to wives, warm beds, and left the old life behind.
Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Microstory: The Infinite Sky
The cowboys grew tired of riding the trails, sleeping on hard ground, underneath the infinite sky. Their insignificance terrified them.
Leaving horses, worn saddles, and tack, they walked away from the prairie, to wives, warm beds, and left the old life behind.
Leaving horses, worn saddles, and tack, they walked away from the prairie, to wives, warm beds, and left the old life behind.
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