Long Shadows and dark frames cast themselves upon artifacts of lives long resting over yonder. These objects strewn about an abandoned house I once roamed whispered their stories if anyone would but listen. I listened.
The Great Train Robbery – a tall tale forever to be told and retold, growing longer ever still. It can be difficult to get a finger on it, me thinks as I string the sterling trigger about my neck…
This is cast from a hefty six-shooter gun trigger from days of olde and hangs upon a silver chain.