Things had not gone to plan. It had been such a simple thing, find a hot bath and a soft bed. Shot to rags laying in the mud had not been mentioned. It also hadn't included finding a purpose, friends, and love. I'd thought all of those things were dead and buried. Left buried behind me but that was all about to be proven wrong.

Sickness killed his Mother and Father. The Apache tried to kill him, when that failed they tried to kill his spirit. He saved himself from that horror and found another home. A man who treated him like a son and did all he could for the boy. When his adopted family were killed by outlaws his life became driven by vengeance. That was how he'd ended up laying in the muck bleeding.

While recovering from his wounds an offer comes his way. A chance to rejoin the world. It will be a hard road filled with threats and dangers but he doesn't have a choice. Love, friendship and a sense of belonging will be there as his reward if he can stick to the path. The alternative is wandering alone surrounded by blood and death.