Farwest Stories

Nel grande continente occidentale che è Westeros, chiamato anche il Far Westeros perché l'ovest è lontano dall est ("far" vuol dire "lontano" e Westeros vuol dire Westeros), è partita la Febbre della Pietra Filosofale; tutti i maghi più potenti da ogni continente si sta riversando nel Far Westeros per potersene accaparrare un po' e diventare così maghi potentissimi. Armati di velocissime bacchette magiche, coccocavalli resistenti e grandi sogni, riusciranno i nostri maghetti preferiti a trovare ciò che davvero cercano... l'amore? A WINTER APOCALYPSE SPIN-OFF

This collection of poems is about experiencing the need to run away from every situation of life (relationships, places,...) and not being able to stay for too long. But also feeling alone by doing so and experiencing deep self-inflicted loneliness.

When Emily opened her eyes, for a moment she forgot. She forgot she had made a strange kind of journey, an impossible kind of journey, a journey not in space but in time. She forgot, or her mind had wanted to forget, because of the shock it had been for her. Can you imagine? What would you do in her place? Just think about it: you lose everything you have, everything you are and everything you know. Wouldn't you go crazy? Panic? It takes a great strength of both mind and body not to start crying out in desperation, and this is exactly the type of strength Emily had had that morning, when she opened her eyes and after a moment of oblivion, she realized where she was. Emily was strong, indeed, she just didn't know.

En Amérique les bandits font leurs lois. Kurt est envoyé à Détroit pour retrouver son petit frère Trevor. Il aurait dû rentrer depuis des semaines... Mais un certain shérif a contrecarré leurs plans.

A little story

Dans les vastes étendues désertiques du Far West, un trésor légendaire, caché depuis des décennies, suscite l'intérêt de nombreux aventuriers et bandits. Parmi eux, Jesse "Le Vif" McGraw, Scarlett "L'Énigmatique" O'Malley, Rufus "Le Brute" Malone, le Marshal Ethan "Œil de Faucon" Hayes, et Doc "Le Savant" Holliday, chacun motivé par des objectifs personnels.

The gigantic plains of the west coast were hope for many but not for Victorina and her kin. Not anymore. They had spent five years at the border of Nevada and all their dreams had vanished. They had faced too much: robbers, starvation, bankruptcy, drought and finally disease. Cholera had struck their town yet the imminent arrival of new settlers could change everything... /!\ WARNING /!\ English is not my native langage hence some grammatical weaknesses and other mistakes. Some may be intentional considering my main character's background yet corrections will be more than welcome.

"You've instilled a violence in me. Drilled it into my bones. Placed it in my hands. Hid it beneath the soles of my feet. It's mine, now." © calamityjoan 2025

Como dois âmbitos diferentes de uma pequena vila do centro-oeste mineiro se confrontaram. Baseado em relatos reais.

Lacrim, transmigré dans un farwest... un peu en avance sur son temps. Yavait bcp de potentiel ici

[CANCELED] I was the sheriff of this little village, I had a wife named meg, a good job, good house, and my precious horse called angel, until that foreign bounty hunter looked at me for the first time... at that moment I knew... I was going to be his, and he was going to be mine.

You remember all the story of Cinderella. So now imagine a story completely different, the step mother, sisters and the prince included. You have a story in the far west, with a shaman, bandits and plenty of other stuff. This is a translation from the French I hope you will like it

We are at year 1560 in the Australian Far West. A couple of bandits are wanted death or alive.