One day on the road to old Albuquerque: His stallion hobbled into the mission yard, froth dripping from the bit. He’d been ridden hard. Jose drooped in the saddle, slumping badly to...

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One day on the road to old Albuquerque

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Feb 1, 2020 00:47:58 #

OneShot1 Loc: Wichita, KS, USA

His stallion hobbled into the mission yard, froth dripping from the bit. He’d been ridden hard. Jose drooped in the saddle, slumping badly to the side. “Padre” he whispered through parched lips. “Padre, help me.” It had been a little over 7 hours since the rattlesnake fangs had punctured his thin boot. Jose Maria de Reaza Perez had been heading to Albuquerque, down from Santa Fe. Stopping for a stretch, he’d decided to walk his horse for a while. His left foot slid from one rock under another, finding the sunning rattler. No warning. Venom strike. His Colt SAA barked once, killing it. He cut through the boot and into his foot to bleed the venom, but had no way to suck the poison out. He’d ridden hard, toward Golden, but could find no help. The trail led to the mission San Francisco de Asis. “Padre” his voiced trailed off as gravity pulled him to the ground. His whole leg was numb now. His swollen foot extruded from the cut boot. Sweat beaded and he tried to vomit. Was the darkness a storm brewing or sight fading?