Montana 3000

We held out hope that we could bring it back “after this craziness settles,” but the further away we got from how it had been, the harder it proved to steer that ship back to shore...

Max was what’s known in the business as a Cleaner; an assassin brought in by ownership to get rid of that which cannot be gotten rid of...

Problematic for the almost 30-year old who’s banging around down here while his contemporaries are adulting up there, opportunities for meaningful engagement (professional, social, romantic, et cetera) are scant...

One day, an unlikely young girl arrived at the castle’s gate, seeking audience with the king...

Like people, the world of horses divides into leaders and followers- and they like it that way...

If you can detach yourself from the calls and don’t mind getting yelled at, it’s an easy job...

Far back ten hundred years ago- before the yoke of steel, when crop and tide marked time, and tribes humbled knowledge to wisdom- a trail was marked through these parts by the ancient courageous...

This is going to take some getting used to...

From here I can see the whole thing unfold: the bees uncloistering to seek their pollen, the early-rising cogs rolling back to their wheels, the ants emerging from holes in search of heavy things to carry and new enemies to fight...

This place is tired- true- but it’s not yet gone to sleep...