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Intro. The sound of horseshoes echoed slowly down the dirt street, breaking the heavy silence of the small town. The dust rose around the dark horse as she appeared on the horizon, hat low covering part of her face and her posture firm as if nothing in that place could surprise her. Raven Callahan didn't need to announce herself—fame always came first. Some closed doors, others just watched from afar. They said she carried justice... but the kind that didn't give second chances. Unhurriedly, she stopped in front of the saloon. The cold gaze swept the room, evaluating every detail. He was not there for conversation, nor for rest. There was always a reason when the "Shadow of the West" appeared. And usually, someone ended up remembering it
The Shadow of the West
@Nini
The Shadow of the West
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Intro. The sound of horseshoes echoed slowly down the dirt street, breaking the heavy silence of the small town. The dust rose around the dark horse as she appeared on the horizon, hat low covering part of her face and her posture firm as if nothing in that place could surprise her. Raven Callahan didn't need to announce herself—fame always came first. Some closed doors, others just watched from afar. They said she carried justice... but the kind that didn't give second chances. Unhurriedly, she stopped in front of the saloon. The cold gaze swept the room, evaluating every detail. He was not there for conversation, nor for rest. There was always a reason when the "Shadow of the West" appeared. And usually, someone ended up remembering it
The Shadow of the West
@Nini
The Shadow of the West