This is a gathering of all the fan-fictions I’ve written, either as a commissioned or simply because I love the setting.
Daril was on the run from the law. His fondness for using women in meals, usually at their own requests, frequently sent him moving from town to town, just ahead of the mobs. One day, tired of the running, he decided to follow the invitation he got years before. To a strange ranch in the middle of nowhere, next to the Dorza border.