The story of Leoshine began with a dream about a man galloping with golden hair streaming behind him, down into a gully and back out.  His wide grin and wild whoops declare him the leader of a ragged band hurtling through a sparsely treed expanse toward a meeting.

Who is he?  Who is he meeting and who rides with him?  These questions, and more, led to a story I love, and want to share with you.  I also want to  explore the emotions of the characters with you.  This is a work in progress.  Your input is vital to me, to grow Leoshine into a story worthy of your attention.