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.