Refiners of the new frontier, one day they woke, heads sporting helmets rather than hats. No longer rustling cattle, they surf the edges of the known. Like mighty giants, they forge a path for us. Leaving civilization behind to uncover something new.
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“surf the edges of the known”–love that!
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I could really visualise this – great read 🙂
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I’m glad that someone wrote a space cowboys story. I thought of doing that for the challenge then decided to sit it out. Is that a Firefly spaceship?
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It is! It’s Serenity!
I’m so glad you liked it. 🙂
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Loved the firefly tie in of your picture….Brown coats unite!
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