Kansas, November 1892. The Justice was in deep sleep, calmed down by everyday life of Coffeyville citizens. The time was just perfect – lack of competition, happiness and peace of "the interested ones".
That kind of thoughts had a man somehow atypical. Giving it a longer time to consider, it would be clear, that he wasn't a human being at all. This man, wearing dark, long, leather coat, under which he hid two six-shot .44-40'' Colt Frontiers, with brand new Winchester rifle, Model 1892 strapped across his back, was a bit different than a normal man. It shall be said, that Winchester mentioned before was his light in eyes. Bought just few days earlier, from the beginning didn't make him disappointed. Amazing – thought the man – where did their story go. In life, I wouldn't thought about that... Yeah, right. In life...
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Next part will be available if the prologue will gain some interest ;)
Okay, okay, maybe I'll be so kind to publish Chapter 1 in a month, but it depends also on the popularity of my second story – „Sacrifice. In the Soul World." in both [ENG] and [PL] versions – so please feel invited to reed them and add to your library ^^
Chapter graphics from: Google Images / Ranarh @ DeviantArt ( http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2013/011/e/8/wild_west_town_by_ranarh-d5lomil.jpg )
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The Wild West Vampire
ParanormalKansas, November 1892. The Justice was in deep sleep, calmed down by everyday life of Coffeyville citizens. The time was just perfect – lack of competition, happiness and peace of "the interested ones". Here comes the question: does that "peaceful"...
