April 13th, 2019

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Sky Blue and Black: Epilogue

This Epilogue takes place in 1893, which is a little over 30 years after the main body of the story. Why? Um. Well, actually, the only reason is because I wanted to incorporate Cody at the Chicago World's Fair into it. :) That's all. Funny, huh? Yeah, I'm strange. And because, well, a quick end to the tale just didn't seem realistic, all things considered.

 

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Sky Blue and Black VI

Sky Blue and Black
Part VI

You're the color of the sky reflected in each store-front window pane.
You're the whispering and sighing of my tires in the rain.
You're the hidden cost and the thing that's lost in everything I do.
Yeah and I'll never stop looking for you,
In the sunlight and the shadows,
And the faces on the avenue.
-from "Sky Blue and Black" by Jackson Browne


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Sky Blue and Black V

Sky Blue and Black
Part V


And I'd have fought the world for you
If I thought that you wanted me to,
Or put aside what was true or untrue
If I'd known that's what you needed,
What you needed me to do.
But the moment has passed by me now,
To have put away my pride
And just come through for you somehow.
-from "Sky Blue and Black" by Jackson Browne


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Sky Blue and Black III

Sky Blue and Black
Part III

Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins,
There's a need to be separate
And a need to be one,
And a struggle neither wins.
Where you gave me the world I was in
And a place to make a stand,
I could never see how you doubted me
When I'd let go of your hand.
Yeah, and I was much younger then,
And I must have thought that I would know
If things were going to end.
-from "Sky Blue and Black" by Jackson Browne

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Sky Blue and Black I

Sky Blue and Black
Part I

Author's Notes, Disclaimers, etc.:
Hi. I don't own any characters pertaining to The Young Riders. Don't sue me. I do, however, own Brenna Mackenzie and her shiny, happy family (heh), so please don't use her without my permission - which I would most likely give considering how extremely flattered I would be. I'm a pushover.


In the calling out to one another of the lovers up and down the strand;
In the sound of the waves and the cries of the seagulls circling the sand;
In the fragments of the songs carried down the wind from some radio;
In the murmuring of the city in the distance, ominous and low,
I hear the sound of the world where we played,
And the far too simple beauty of the promises we made.
-from "Sky Blue and Black" by Jackson Browne

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