Yesteryear Fiction

The Beasts
By David Orien


When the rain comes, so do the beasts.

It's a fact of life. One that we've grown to expect. Like rain, they cannot be reasoned with, they cannot be warded off or tricked.

Like the rain, they come, and only the barricades we raise against them keep us safe in the night.


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David Orien is a forsaken cowboy.