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The Salt Witch I.Joshua Graham felt very claustrophobic at the moment. More and more, trade routes were opening up from the south, the large crowd from the Mojave, and farther still, California, making their way hesitantly and curiously east, toward the land of Zion. The savage tribals from Utah, North of the Salt Lake, were also growing bolder, seeking new territory. Zion was still under control of the Dead Horses and Sorrows, but for how long?The Salt Witch I. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
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He had, despite numerous attempts at swaying his mind from Daniel, from the Chieftains of the tribes, made his way back to Salt Lake City. The former Legionary had spent many, many of his days there, perhaps too many, but as a Mormon, and a Utahn by birth, he cherished the spot nearly as much as the land of Zion. There were parts of the vast city that were overrun with tribals; East I-80, mainly, but also areas north of the Mormon Temple. The Salt Lake, however, remained deserted.