Post-A-Tron
Blood in the Dust
Wendy Cheng, formerly known as Xiong, slumped against a hitching rail and surveyed her shadow cast by the midday sun.
She traced the outline of...
Too Tough To Die
Act 1
“Matilda, do you remember what happened?” John said when I came back.
Of course I remembered. Nobody could forget a day like...
Separate Ways
Clothes, ammo, and food. Things that’ll sell even when people are scared and times are hard.
--far too many aspiring shopkeepers
Lucinda Clover, “Lucy” to everyone...
Stupid Things
The Bayou Vermilion train continued its creaky journey through Arizona’s southern desert. Its giltwork trim and gaudy colors contrasted with the harsh land it...
A Logical Descension
Drew Beauman surveyed the blasted remains of Hawley’s circus. He crept amidst the torn canvas and blackened posts, and paused once more to close...
A New Law
For the first time in hours, the streets of Gomorra were quiet. But this was a new kind of quiet.
With Montreal, the quiet was...
Blood Moon Rising
Deputy Timmons reclined in his chair in the sheriff’s office, crossing his boots on the mahogany desk. The sun was on its way down...
De Annulos Mysteriis
“It’s one of three volumes,” Valeria explained, pointing to the tome that lay open on the sheriff’s desk. “This is the first one, and...
The Caretaker
Theo Boyer-Whateley wiped his lips. The white linen napkin contrasted with the floral swirls of his paisley shirt. He gave a contented sigh. “Once...
Moving Forward
A knock sounded at the door of the president’s office of the Morgan Mining Company, de facto headquarters of all Morgan operations after last...
