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This story includes thematic and mature content including violence, gun use, abuse, drinking, racial issues, sexual content (not smut) such as a scene describing rape, and suicide contemplation.
In early 20th Century Montana, Colonel William Ludow and his four children, Alfred, Tristan, Samuel and Evelyn battle the remote wilderness of the place they call home. The eclectic, but close, family struggle as they face tragedy, betrayal, love, sibling rivalry and the coming of an industrialized Montana. This story is told through the eyes of their only sister, Evelyn. Growing up alongside three brothers, in an unconventional upbringing, made her strong, proud, and independent. Follow along as Evelyn forges her own path in a mans world, all the while trying her best to be a grounding force for the family she loves so dearly.
DISCLAIMER: This work is a fan fiction, created solely for the enjoyment of fans. I only own the original characters and storylines created by me. All rights to any images, characters, or storylines from the motion picture 'Legends of the Fall' belong to their respective owners. No copyright infringement is intended, and no profit is being made from this work. This is a non-commercial, unofficial, and not-for-profit story.
Unable to remember the tragedy that left her orphaned, a little girl grows up in the wild backcountry of 1850 Colorado. Facing betrayal, greed, danger, and love, she must choose the kind of future she wants for herself. Safely hidden away, alone, and content, or learn to accept somethings are worth the risk.
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"I hear there was trouble in White Rock two days ago. Man by the name of Ludlow was shot dead in the street. He's a hired gun from Texas, talk is he tangled with Red Rivers and lost."
Faith felt her heart quicken at the mention of his name and frowned.
"Red River's? The gunfighter? Last I heard he was in New Mexico."
"Not no more ma'am. Word about is he's got a price on his head and all the local guns who think they're salty enough are out to take him down."
Her mind was whirling. Rivers was a wanted man; every hired gun in the territory would be after him, especially if there was a large reward involved. Where would he go, what would he do? Of all the stories she'd heard of Red, he was not a man to run from a fight.