whalersandsailors:— 1867, Colorado TerritoryEdward Little left war behind him when he quit the
whalersandsailors:— 1867, Colorado TerritoryEdward Little left war behind him when he quit the Navy, buried his epaulets in a trunk, and abandoned the bitter memories of burning Crimea. He packed his bags for America, following in the footsteps of pioneers who traveled the mountains before him, and when he settled in a remote corner of the Rockies, he retired to what he hoped would be a calmer life—one untainted by the broken empires of the old world.When the first settlement burned, it was nothing but the hand of God: a combined thunderstorm and drought ravaging the land. But when the second and the third homesteads burned, Little realized that there was more at stake, a threat more treacherous than he had wanted to believe.He began to track whispers and rumors, and whispers of rumors, until he learned of an outlaw gang lead by a spectral figure known only by the name E.C. Little needed an army, and he needed one fast. He recruited the help of six unlikely heroes; Francis Crozier, a naval captain who traded prizes for bounties; his right hand man and sharpshooter Thomas Jopson; trapper and recluse and local legend Tom Blanky; naturalist and surgeon Harry Goodsir; his assistant and fellow renowned scientist Silna; and a Jesuit missionary turned adventurer with a dangerously lost look to his eyes John Irving. They were a motley crew, but Little was in no position to beg for more. All seven of them took to the mountains, following a trail of ash and bone until they found a trace of E.C.’s gang in the heart of the range, where the rocks were taller than men and where snow fell year-round.Little only hoped that he would live to tell the tale.{for @theterrorbingo prompt western au} - Full Fic Coming Soon to Ao3! -- source link
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