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Growing Shadows in the Desert
Growing Shadows in the Desert
Growing Shadows in the Desert
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The DuFresnes are gone.
The sheriff's horse disappeared weeks ago.
Now the vampire that took them wants to chat…
A weird west short story.
 

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMay 21, 2018
ISBN9781386265603
Growing Shadows in the Desert

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    Growing Shadows in the Desert - Danielle Williams

    The DuFresnes are gone.

    The sheriff’s horse disappeared weeks ago.

    Now the vampire that took them wants to chat.

    Short Story. 2,400 words.

    Growing Shadows in the Desert

    by Danielle Williams

    Published 2018

    © Copyright 2018 Danielle Williams

    All rights reserved.

    Published by Pixelvania Publishing.

    This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously to convey a sense of realism. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    Cover photos by Igam Ogam and Neil Fedorowycz on Unsplash.

    His spurs clinked as he drew over the dirt. His horse had been turned weeks ago.

    ‌—‌Weeks! Going on a month. A month since the DuFresnes disappeared…‌and that savage family, too…‌

    and the sheriff had been forced to go on foot ever since.

    He was picking his way down off a hill, glancing up to take in the scrub brush and dirt that lay before him. Soon his shadow would grow long.

    He stumbled, throwing up dust. Yes, he didn’t want to be late for that golden hour, when the wicked sun would be full at his back and the creature‌—‌fiend‌—‌whatever‌—‌would be trapped

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