Mosey by Gavin Biddlecombe Hank drew at Champion’s reigns, directing him to the boisterous saloon, dismounted and moseyed up to the swinging doors, spurs clinking with each step. The din settled within as the punters paused to examine their newest guest, silhouetted at the entrance. Hank ignored the rank, stale smell of sweat as he […]

Wow. Decide to move and soon it’s been a couple of months since the last written piece appeared on this site. Okay, so I lie a little. I have been sneaking in a few short stories here and there but they’ll require a little more editing before I’ll submit. On the whole it has been […]