Drabble - Last of the Ruffians

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Soft I called them, before they went, but they’ve come back hard and cruel besides. No matter that we need a mill, it must come down to please them. No matter that the gears are mine, for the land went to pay the cost. No matter that they’ve turned Lobelia against me. All my hard work gone for naught. All my dreams smashed down. There’s nothing left but anger and their laughter in my ears. Especially his.

But he rides alone, planting his foolish trees. And when he’s gone they won’t laugh no more. My dreams won’t die. His will.



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