Vengeance Denied, A Dream Dies

[<] [>]  by Joel Byers[+]

10 May 2012

Go to: Share | Feedback | Entry | Alts | Flash | Links

Drabble Challenge #40 [Alternate]

Prompt: dreams

part 17 of the Expanded Blue Mountain Stories series: Blue Mountain


Smoke twisted and curled across the field, unnaturally quiet now that the screams had stopped. Crows were the first to claim the spoils of the dead as the buzzards circled high above, waiting for their inevitable feast. John Franklin lay quietly in the mud and breathed slow, trying to will the musket-ball out of his gut. A weathered hand touched his shoulder and fierce eyes stared into his young face.

“You belong to the Muscogee,” the old man said. “I will heal you and you will work in the field you helped sowed with the French and my sons’ blood.”



Share

Feedback

Entry

TitleDate Posted
To Dream a Little Dream28 August 2009

Links


Return to sharedwords.net


All works copyright © their respective authors
Web site copyright ©2007-2017 Shared Words

Shared Words on Facebook

Site Design and Programming by Serious Cybernetics, with JavaScript libraries by MarcaSoft and Stuart Langridge • Hosted by DreamHost