DILAPIDATED stone markers crowded the corner of the small prairie. There were around two dozen of these; a closer look at the markers revealed a name and a date, the place where an otherwise forgotten body lay below. “And what treasures do you hold down there?” a man asked. “A gold tooth, silver buttons, possibly an antique brass buckle?” The man crouched down and rubbed the edge of a gravestone. Like great slabs of bleu cheese, the stones had been burrowed by time bringing out the blue-grey rock underneath. Bits of rock crumbled at his touch, leaving a chalky residue on his fingertips. Tilted backwards, the stone façade was severely weathered. Only the last number, year of death, could be made out: 1838. “You’re the last marker to be placed in this cemetery. I checked all the others. You’ve stood guard one hundred and fifty years.”
Really enjoyed this! Great initial establishment of character and place. I’m glad you’ve decided to break longer chapters into parts. It will certainly incentivize me to stay current on your work!
Thank you Keyon for the feedback. I did the best I could to break it up. Definitely a challenge. I think it’s important I get all of chapter one out quickly though to establish the story. Hope you’ll find it enjoyable and engaging!
Really enjoyed this! Great initial establishment of character and place. I’m glad you’ve decided to break longer chapters into parts. It will certainly incentivize me to stay current on your work!
Thank you Keyon for the feedback. I did the best I could to break it up. Definitely a challenge. I think it’s important I get all of chapter one out quickly though to establish the story. Hope you’ll find it enjoyable and engaging!