

Heroes of the WestIt was early morning in the Wild West and all was quiet as the sunlight lit up a small town. Accompanying the bright rays of sunlight into town, were two figures riding horses. One horse, golden as the early morning sun, had seated upon him a tall rider with hair that seemed to glisten of gold. Riding along side him, was a horse as black as night, and the rider perched upon him had burgundy hair that looked like it was the product of a rich red wine.Heroes of the West
As the two young men rode through the main street of the town, the horses kicking up dry dust, rain not having fallen in months, they passed many people as they opened their stores f