The Showstopper

Abram Grothe hunched over his desk, trying to drown out the chatter surrounding him. Those who’d made it to the office to hide from...

Exeunt Omnes

The sword on Abram’s hip was heavy. For some time now, it had weighed on him. Heavier than the gun in his holster, heavier...

Echoes

There was an eerie quiet that held sway over the town below. The smoke from the explosions was still rising, the dust still settling,...

The Last Ride

Pancho Castillo’s stolen horse reared as he let off another shot into the frenzy of motion around him. There was blood on his boots,...