Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Excerpt from Disobedience, Harker's Hell, Book One

From the lost journal of Harker Shand Delais

I cannot escape the blame. Those that have died. Those who will die. Their deaths belong to me. I led them to this terraformed piece of rock. To carve out a life and recreate that ancient period known as the Old West.
It was an obsession. One I shared with anyone who would listen.
Shared? No, that is not the right word. Infected.
In honor of our new beginning, they called this place Harker’s World.
They should have named it Harker’s Hell


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