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Better...One
"The very last of the dried goat meat served for breakfast as I brushed the horse down and got my gear secured on her back once again. Emma was all smiles, the sourness of the night before gone like a passing storm. I couldn’t help but remember the lost battles in the war with my ex, or the girls before her. It was pointless...
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There is always something better than now...One

“I’m not defending him, or what he does. The General is not a good man! He’s not just or fair. I’m not saying I agree with what he says or does or that I want to go back to New Albuquerque because it’s a perfect place, but come on, what else is there?”

"Sam took the bottle from...
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The Horde...One
"I had to shake my head. It wasn’t easy to explain the California horde to those who hadn’t seen it or experienced a brush with the edge of its churning path of destruction. “The rails up and through the mountains are pretty much the only way to get to central or northern Cali. The caravans from Frisco and all places north use the...
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The real thing...One.
"I won’t lie, I singled Sam out for questioning, and retribution, I had images of that shiner and the split lip he had given the girl after my morning comment about not wanting any more of their compensation. It wasn’t really about the girl and what he had done to her though, it was about that used car salesman charm, I fell...
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My better half...One...
"The horse changed my plans."
"Old movies and television shows always gave horses about as much personality as mud drying on a fence post. A collection of backdrops, mindless, obedient beasts of burden, and the occasional cantankerous cretin, but only when the plot called for it of course. Horses are just like any other animal, you have your average ones, your nice...
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The first ride out...One...
"I suppose there was a stray thought running around in the back of my head that it might be safer out there, for everyone else. The infected tended to hang around the ruins of the old cities, or they migrated to where people usually were. They didn't spend much time just hanging out where there wasn't going to be food. I...
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Origins...One...
"Everyone wants to know the gory deets, later on, after the dust settles, the how’s and why’s. I never understood that impulse. Knowing doesn’t change a single fucking thing about the reality of a situation. If you want assurances you’ve come to the wrong place. The only thing I can tell you with complete certainty is that it all started with the water supply,...
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The man of the hour...One...

"My names Emmitt, Emmitt Belquest and well, I'm a mercenary."

"I’m guessing, as job titles go, you might imagine that to be a lofty and arguably bullshit title. A decade ago if someone walked up to you at a party, stuck out their paw and said, “Hey, I’m _____, and I’m a merc,” you would have probably laughed, rolled your...
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