Worms Among the Wheat

By Ross Fisher-Davis Seth Bullock took a long look into the cloudy sky above and exhaled slowly. There was an ugly knot of anxiety in his gut that’d been growing since they lit out from Deadwood. As they’d hit dirt and carried on towards the canyon, he’d been trying...

Beneath the Streets

By Ross Fisher-Davis SuAnne Bettelyoun considered herself an observant woman. She noticed small things around her, subtle changes in the dirt, smells in the winds, the movements of birds. She could judge the distance of a train approaching Deadwood to the minute by...