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Carlton W. Gant III

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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The Staked Plains Butcher and the Prairie Flower

Carlton W. Gant III

Submitted to Contest #215

The day was April 15, 1867, in the Texas swath of the Llano Estacado running from Northern Mexico to Canada. For two years I’d been following a trail of slaughtered Comanche, engaging any demonic fiends that sought to feed on what was left. Every victim I’d found had been scalped and disfigured, unrecognizable as human. And sometimes that was before they’d been defiled by the teeth of unholy scavengers.…The last gunshot echoed across the moonlit valley of death that Abraham Strockland stood in the midst of, smoke curling from the large ebony...

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Of Geats and Britons: The Light of Kings

Carlton W. Gant III

Submitted to Contest #210

When Beowulf of the Geats had arrived in Camelot to pay tribute to the king, he'd discovered that Arthur was absent, hunting the beast terrorizing the land and had been gone for seven days. Guinevere’s eyes were scarred red with anxious tears and sleepless nights, stirring the sorrow in Beowulf’s heart. He was reminded of the crimson anguish of his sister when he’d brought her only son’s body after Grendel had torn him apart. Wiglaf had been the bravest man he’d ever met, even while he was bleeding in the prince’s arms.The hulking Geatish pr...

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The White Mountains and the Silver Spear

Carlton W. Gant III

Submitted to Contest #204

Felix was the only one of Nayundiie’s family who couldn’t smile as little Tlodihil drew his first breath and cried. A part of him knew he should be excited to welcome this infant into his life as his new baby brother, but he wasn't. He’d never spoken a word during the birth and slipped out when he was sure no one was looking. Nayundiie found him upon a high cliff side overlooking the Coyote village about an hour later, as he had many times before. They kept their gaze on the city of tents below, the old brave speaking first. “What troubles ...

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