Two men encounter a decrepit shack on the plains along with two
other wanderers who have set a camp outside it, hoping to
encounter a glimpse of whoever, or whatever, lives inside.
This is a western horror piece, inspired by my longing to write something set in that time period. It follows two men: Ronan, a grim outlaw; and Clayton, his little accomplice and pack-mule. They discover two other men sitting in the middle of a field of tall grass, waiting outside a decrepit shack. Solomon, an old blind man, and Rufus, a young and slightly insane hunter greet them with hostility, but soon tell them that they are waiting for The Violin Player, who they believe is a strange being that lives inside the rotting structure.