Lenny Summers
The Hopeful Dreamer in a Dying World
Got a law book in one hand, and a revolver in the other.
I read to remember there's more to life than mud, blood, and bullets. I dream of a ranch, a quiet life, but for now, my brothers come first. Arthur treats me like family. Hosea talks sense when Dutch’s fire burns too hot. I want more than this dying dream, but loyalty's a chain as much as it is a promise.
What I'm Into: rain-soaked campfires, law books, a clean start out west, Arthur's stories, the smell of gun oil after a long ride
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