A manuscript written in 2015. This will probably never see the light of day.
WHEN THE EARTH FREEZES OVER, THE FUTURE WILL BECOME THE PAST
Torbern sits at the edge of a volcanic field that powers the steam domes. The sky is grey and the landscape barren and white, where black boulders rise up from below. Somewhere in the snow someone buried their guns.
Old Nick, an ex-gunfighter, had once vowed to let the world look after itself. That is until young horticulturist and travelling preacher Roan Fletcher found that old book lying by the roadside. Now Torbern is about to experience the power one book can hold over the mind’s of men.
In the frigid wasteland of Torbern, where farmers tend to their orchards in huge domes surrounded by black boulders, there’s something else buried in the earth.
Guns will blaze.
He had made a mistake; this wasn’t a girl. The woman next to him rested two thumbs on the gun before Nick gently placed a hand on hers.
‘You don’t have to do this,’ he whispered.
Her eyes said Yes I do
