“Liberty,” Starlight said out of nowhere, in
Spanish. “They speak much of liberty. Not one of you has ever seen liberty, or
smelled it. Liberty was grass, and wind, and a horse, and meat to hunt, and no
wire.”
An elegiac story of the End of an Era—the Last Buffalo
Hunt conducted under less than noble conditions.
There is a brutality here, sadness, and attempts to reclaim
nobility.
It is a brief tale, one with a wallop not found in
many a longer tale.
Well, worth the considerate readers time.
True art.
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