Rainbow Peak: Thunder Mountain

By Dean Wesley Smith

Time traveler and historian Spaulding Johns loved watching the sunrise on Rainbow Peak from his cabin in a valley in the Idaho Wilderness.

He stayed one more day just to watch the sunrise one last time before leaving for the harsh winter. That decision saved Faith Pullman's life.

A Thunder Mountain short story about the dangers of the wilderness and smart humans' ability to overcome those dangers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WMG Publishing
• Release date: Feb 18, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201510152

Dean Wesley Smith

Considered one of the most prolific writers working in modern fiction, USA TODAY bestselling writer, Dean Wesley Smith published far over a hundred novels in forty years, and hundreds of short stories across many genres. He currently produces novels in four major series, including the time travel Thunder Mountain novels set in the old west, the galaxy-spanning Seeders Universe series, the urban fantasy Ghost of a Chance series, and the superhero series staring Poker Boy. During his career he also wrote a couple dozen Star Trek novels, the only two original Men in Black novels, Spider-Man and X-Men novels, plus novels set in gaming and television worlds.

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Rainbow Peak

RAINBOW PEAK

A THUNDER MOUNTAIN STORY

DEAN WESLEY SMITH

WMG Publishing, Inc.

CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

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1

Spaulding Johns loved sunrise in the Thunder Mountain region of central Idaho more than anything. Any season, the sunrises were always spectacular in their bright colors painting the steep rocky mountain slopes.

And being able to watch Rainbow Peak every morning was the best.

Spaulding had his heavy wool jacket on over his thick shirt, even though it was only late September. The damp morning air always had a bite to it as he sat on the front porch of his log cabin in the dim light, enjoying the silence of the narrow valley in front of him.

He clutched a large mug of dark coffee in his gloved hands and sipped on the strong flavor every minute or so.

Rainbow Creek, often a loud background noise of water over rocks now barely broke the stillness. In the spring, the snow melt would keep the valley in a dull roar of water rushing to join Monumental Creek a mile below and then on down into the Salmon River.

His cabin sat up on the side of the valley about fifty feet above the valley floor on a natural rock ledge. He had built the thing new himself on every trip back here into the past. He loved it here that much.

He liked it better in the late summer and fall. And