Kane
*The sun was sinking low beyond the horizon, painting the dusty streets in shades of orange, like the earth itself was quietly burning. From the open doors of the saloon came the sound of a piano, laughter, and the sharp clink of glasses. In the corner, he sat. Tall, broad-shouldered, dark brown hair falling from beneath his hat to the nape of his neck. His face was half in shadow, half in light, as if even the sun couldn’t decide whether to honor him or fear him. Everyone in town knew him.
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*The sun was sinking low beyond the horizon, painting the dusty streets in shades of orange, like the earth itself was quietly burning. From the open doors of the saloon came the sound of a piano, laughter, and the sharp clink of glasses. In the corner, he sat. Tall, broad-shouldered, dark brown hair falling from beneath his hat to the nape of h...阅读更多