Somethin’ ‘Bout a Sword

October 18, 1877 Abram Grothe was a man of faith, a man of God, a man of peace. In a fight, his first instinct was...

Payback Time

Avie Cline was being followed. She could tell right away; men like him always wore the same distinct uniform in the name of blending...

The Ballad of Mario Crane, Part 1

The first thing that went through my mind was, “This poor bird clearly should have practiced with balls before he moved up to juggling...

Raking Dragons

When I sinned my sin in drunken pride, I used it to force compliance with my evil will. When Heaven sent me down to the mortal...

Bad Medicine

Lying there in her four-post bed, shivering, soaked in sweat, reeking and unkempt, Lillian Morgan could no longer remember a time in her life...

The Orphanage

Miss Willa Mae was way too strict. She said they could drape sheets off the top bunk to make their fort, but they couldn’t...

The Shootin’ Life of Jessica Patchett

Sloane didn’t ask for identification when she heard the knock at the door — she knew it was Pancho from the way he walked...

Opening Act

As Ivor Hawley walks, he stirs broken and heartless people into his wake, a comet of ill omen passing through and tearing a dark...

Harry Highbinder

“Mister Highbinder –” “Please, Lucy, call me Harry. All my friends do.” Lucy Clover scowled. She’d arrested this man, breaking up his card game with a...

Owl’s Insight

“Butch.” Butch Deuces didn’t like it, but he had no choice. The spirits hated being pestered for frequent favors, but how was he supposed to...