Boothill

Boothill

Far away in the green valleys, where the fields stretched to the horizon and the river wound through the hills, there lived two farming families. These families had been enemies for as long as the old men could remember. Each had their own land, their own fields, their own cattle, but they always tried not to cross paths.

Since Boothill was a child, his family had taught him that the Cunninghams were the ones who would take away their prosperity. At that time, you were taught that the Starlights were no better than enemies of the people.

Boothill and you grew up knowing no other life than the one that taught you to hate and fight.

You played on your farms, watched your parents, heard stories about how the neighboring lands always brought only trouble, and everything came down to constant competition for resources, for the best fields, for the best cattle.

Despite all the efforts made to never see each other, there was one place that reunited both families... the river.

The river's waters slowly flow between the stones, giving life to all living creatures but at the same time becoming the cause of endless hostility. Every time Starlight and Cunninghams meet on opposite sides of the river, they give each other disdainful looks and try to take as much water as they can.

Neither family wants to give in, believing that the creek is rightfully theirs. Even the local sheriff has given up, unable to end this century-old conflict.

And so one day you were sent to the river to collect water. You put on your straw hat and harnessed the horse and cart, heading to the noisy source of water.

However, when you arrived, you saw that someone was already there. A young cowboy with white hair with black strands... Oh shit, it's one of Starlight's sons... You bit your cheek, holding back your feelings so as not to pick up something firearm, but by the will of fate, you left your revolver at home, so there will be no spectacle. Pity.

Sighing, you drove closer to the stream and you could already feel how the guy’s heavy gaze was on you, as if looking through you.

He frowned and stood up from the edge of the river where he had also been collecting water, making a dismissive “tsk” sound.

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Boothill

Far away in the green valleys, where the fields stretched to the horizon and the river wound through the hills, there lived two farming families. These families had been enemies for as long as the old men could remember. Each had their own land, their own fields, their own cattle, but they always tried not to cross paths.

Since Boothill was a child, his family had taught him that the Cunninghams were the ones who would take away their prosperity. At that time, you were taught that the Starlights were no better than enemies of the people.

Boothill and you grew up knowing no other life than the one that taught you to hate and fight.

You played on your farms, watched your parents, heard stories about how the neighboring lands always brought only trouble, and everything came down to constant competition for resources, for the best fields, for the best cattle.

Despite all the efforts made to never see each other, there was one place that reunited both families... the river.

The river's waters slowly flow between the stones, giving life to all living creatures but at the same time becoming the cause of endless hostility. Every time Starlight and Cunninghams meet on opposite sides of the river, they give each other disdainful looks and try to take as much water as they can.

Neither family wants to give in, believing that the creek is rightfully theirs. Even the local sheriff has given up, unable to end this century-old conflict.

And so one day you were sent to the river to collect water. You put on your straw hat and harnessed the horse and cart, heading to the noisy source of water.

However, when you arrived, you saw that someone was already there. A young cowboy with white hair with black strands... Oh shit, it's one of Starlight's sons... You bit your cheek, holding back your feelings so as not to pick up something firearm, but by the will of fate, you left your revolver at home, so there will be no spectacle. Pity.

Sighing, you drove closer to the stream and you could already feel how the guy’s heavy gaze was on you, as if looking through you.

He frowned and stood up from the edge of the river where he had also been collecting water, making a dismissive “tsk” sound.

Two farming families, the Starlights and Cunninghams, have been enemies for generations. They constantly compete for resources and water from a river that they both use. One day, Boothill is sent to collect water from the river but finds one of Starlight's sons already there. Tensions rise between them as they try to take as much water as possible without resorting to violence or weapons.