It was in these wounded days the beginning of the man he would grow to be. He bore his pain and endured his wound as if a sign he too had been blooded by the madness that'd taken ahold of the land. He no longer shied from people, from the lone riders, from the reenslaved herded South. He no longer feared their presence on the roads and his conversion was believable to him. He had lived and did not die. He was breathing. Still, it was only the beginning and he was not old enough to know these changes, did not even know enough to think this way yet.


Coal Black Horse (2007)

Robert Olmstead Quotes

It was in these wounded days the beginning of the man he would grow to be. He bore his pain and endured his wound as if a sign he too had been...

It was in these wounded days the beginning of the man he would grow to be. He bore his pain and endured his wound as if a sign he too had been...

It was in these wounded days the beginning of the man he would grow to be. He bore his pain and endured his wound as if a sign he too had been...

It was in these wounded days the beginning of the man he would grow to be. He bore his pain and endured his wound as if a sign he too had been...