atrain422
death is a magical place. we finally discover the most important truth of the world, does He exist? or do we merely rot in the ground for all eternity? is our base substance a spiritual creation or a mere composition of basic atomic structure? these things will be answered when we are finally killed.
the old west was a dangerous place. traditionally manly men patrolling the desolate frontier. conquering everything in their path. only the allure of a gorgeous woman could prevent them from completing their duties as the protectors of men.