Valley of Gold in hell, i'll be in good company

for @Petal & @Dahlia but all welcome
staying vague about the eset thread.

Following the incident at the gulch, he could only stay in the lowlands for only a spell of time. The macabre man wouldn't dwell long on the unfortunate encounter. That was just the way of things, or so he told himself.

Sly stone blue gaze set on the horizon. Sparing meager glances to the desert plants. This place was foreign enough. The desert was full of opportunity. A hint here, a warning of plants to avoid there. Enough to start with. The wheatgrass was pleasant, though nothing like what he used to call home. And yet, the cowboy was too fiddle-footed to miss it.