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Darkness Ascended: Act 2 – God Forgives, Stone Kills
By Jason Pere September, 1882 The omnipresent rattling concerned Chuan "Jen" Qí. Her velocipede had gone far too long without a proper tune up. At first, Jen managed to ignore the noise, but the vibrations in the handlebars were like a small flurry of California...
Darkness Ascended: Act 1 – Darkness Repelled
By Jason Pere July, 1882 Chuan “Jen” Qi snuffed out the match that she had used to light the lantern in her cramped little hotel room. The sounds of Tombstone transitioned from work to revelry as the sunset came and went. But for...
Reprise and Reprisals
by David Orange Jessica Patchett curled one card, then the other upwards, revealing a jack of diamonds and a four of clubs. She looked over at Claude Fontenot, one of the Gem Theater’s dealers, who returned an equally impassive...
Hatching a Well-laid Plan
by David Orange “All aboard. Leaving for Deadwood in thirty minutes.” The conductor paused long enough from his shouted announcements to punch E.B. Farnum’s ticket. Farnum took measured steps down the aisle, scanning both sides...
Debt of Blood
by David Orange June 1882 “Arthur, when is that contraption gonna go off or blow us all to Kingdom Come?” Arthur Dingler turned to see Seamus O’Toole cowering behind a makeshift iron shield. “Seamus, for the umpteenth time,...
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...
The Raven’s War Cry
by David Orange Sylvester Heath adjusted his duster as he prepared to step out into the cool night air of Deadwood, South Dakota. Before doing so, however, he turned and looked back at the two Entrepreneurs poring over the...
Hot On The Trail
By Russell Smith June 1882 The food smelled so good, it felt as if Marshal Bass Reeves hadn’t eaten in days. Fact was, Bass had been far more interested in the serving of the Aunt Lou Marchbanks’ famous version of chuckwagon stew...
Of Legends and Ghosts
By Owen Lean June 1882 The closing act of Gui Fei Zui Jiu was reaching its crescendo. As the song reached its peak, The curtain at the back of the royal box in the Shan Fan theatre opened and a small man with a stack of steaming...
The Seekers
By David Hogg Smoke from the Seeking ritual still swirled around the small back room of the Office for Indian Affairs building as Messrs. Bullock and Swearengen gave their thanks and left. The man named Hickok had indeed risen...
Darkness Ascended: Act 2 – God Forgives, Stone Kills
By Jason Pere September, 1882 The omnipresent rattling concerned Chuan "Jen" Qí. Her velocipede had gone far too long without a proper tune up. At first, Jen managed to ignore the noise, but the vibrations in the handlebars were like a small flurry of California...
Darkness Ascended: Act 1 – Darkness Repelled
By Jason Pere July, 1882 Chuan “Jen” Qi snuffed out the match that she had used to light the lantern in her cramped little hotel room. The sounds of Tombstone transitioned from work to revelry as the sunset came and went. But for...
Reprise and Reprisals
by David Orange Jessica Patchett curled one card, then the other upwards, revealing a jack of diamonds and a four of clubs. She looked over at Claude Fontenot, one of the Gem Theater’s dealers, who returned an equally impassive...
Hatching a Well-laid Plan
by David Orange “All aboard. Leaving for Deadwood in thirty minutes.” The conductor paused long enough from his shouted announcements to punch E.B. Farnum’s ticket. Farnum took measured steps down the aisle, scanning both sides...
Debt of Blood
by David Orange June 1882 “Arthur, when is that contraption gonna go off or blow us all to Kingdom Come?” Arthur Dingler turned to see Seamus O’Toole cowering behind a makeshift iron shield. “Seamus, for the umpteenth time,...
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...
The Raven’s War Cry
by David Orange Sylvester Heath adjusted his duster as he prepared to step out into the cool night air of Deadwood, South Dakota. Before doing so, however, he turned and looked back at the two Entrepreneurs poring over the...
Hot On The Trail
By Russell Smith June 1882 The food smelled so good, it felt as if Marshal Bass Reeves hadn’t eaten in days. Fact was, Bass had been far more interested in the serving of the Aunt Lou Marchbanks’ famous version of chuckwagon stew...
Of Legends and Ghosts
By Owen Lean June 1882 The closing act of Gui Fei Zui Jiu was reaching its crescendo. As the song reached its peak, The curtain at the back of the royal box in the Shan Fan theatre opened and a small man with a stack of steaming...
The Seekers
By David Hogg Smoke from the Seeking ritual still swirled around the small back room of the Office for Indian Affairs building as Messrs. Bullock and Swearengen gave their thanks and left. The man named Hickok had indeed risen...
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