Friday, March 20, 2009

First day of spring

Yep, Been a long winter here in Hades County. When them snows come, there's not a word that leaves these borders. But the spring is come. The mining camps are coming out of frozen hiatus to dig their tunnels and hoard their riches, however meager that wealth may be. The saloons are opening their doors to let the fresh air purify the humanity that has hibernated in the hotel rooms. The first pioneers of the year have broke winter camp and are passing through the county, in long trains of wagons and oxen and horses, on their way to the other side of the mountains, across the desert, to better places.
The food has already been better with the return of foul and game and the thawing of the lakes and rivers. No more canned peas, canned corn, and no more damned canned beans!
The Triple Rock indians will soon be making their first raids against the ranches in the south of the county, looking to steal livestock and count coup.
And the first shipment of bottled beer from Arch City will be coming! Who'd a thunk it, beer in bottles shipped across the country. What times we live in.
And, with the first warming days will return the bad times. Thieves, bandits, robbers, highwaymen, murderers and politicians -- all who have been hidden away and are preparing for a wonderous array of misdeeds, like Dracula in his coffin arising for the new night of bloodletting and horror.
Yep, spring is here. A time of rebirth and a fresh start for all places of the world, except Hades County. Here, it's a time to clean out the guns, reload the shells and get ready to live or die.