By Kenneth M. Taylor Chapter 1 ─ The Mission It’s springtime and the early morning sunlight bathes a sleek raven as he glides over the treetops and under the golden arches of McDonald’s.  Blackjack’s mouth begins to water. Tilting his …

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Cloud shadows slowly dwindling down the Carrizo Mountains Twisted and wrinkled limbs of piñon Solid black obsidian clumps reflect slanted sunrays Stones polished river-smooth Whitened femurs and jawbones and pelvises scattered and lined up like a stairway to the dissolving …

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