The Gunspring

Rain hissed on the gargoyle's back, sprayed like spittle through its gnashed teeth. Lizbet set an elbow on its neck. Cold damp seeped into her skin. She leveled a heavy gunspring, tucked its sculpted stock fast against her shoulder. She set an eye to the pupil of a long brass scope, shut the other. A hundred […]

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On Bees and Honeyed Greed

Colm crawled, dug his elbows into the sod. Field grass and flowers crumpled under his chest. A haze of cloying, orange pollen hung in the air. He resisted the urge to sneeze. Before him, a furry bee bobbed over the grass. A sizable, rotund specimen, with an abdomen the size of a bushel basket. It […]

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Gas lamps hissed to life, struck the slab with a raw and commanding stroke of light. There, a shrouded figure lay, made stark by the beam. Cigarette smoke and fluffy doxbells filtered through the gaslight, drifted from tall, staggered pews. Dozens of sets of eyes peered into the operating stage, leaned eagerly on narrow railings.  A presentable woman in […]

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