Needs some conflict.And since dragons and civil wars go together
traditionally
....Uncle Norman had hitched up his two horses Patsy and Pretty to the buckboard wagon,taken along his 1851 Zouve flintlock,which he slid under the seat and went back into the loghouse briefly before he returned
and you both got onto the buckboard.
He turned to you and asked you what you would do if trouble came whilst the two of you rode into or out of
Fort Cultus.
You pulled out your cellphone and told Uncle Norman you'd dial 911 to call for help.
Uncle Norman began muttering about "Sal Phoneys" and fished around in the saddlebag he'd hung to the back of the buckboards seat.
"The Union and Confederate stragglers are still out there girl,along with
Chief Black Bear's War Party and the Quantrill Raiders."
Uncle Norman fished out a rather battered pepperbox and handed it to you
to hide in your dress.
"That's much better then that "Sal Phoney" " muttered Uncle Norman and cracked the whip
which set Patsy and Pretty trotting
and so the two of you headed towards
Fort Cultus
and the latest news on the
War Between the States.