The Absence of Love

Tenth official Doomtown story,  Echoes - There was an eerie quiet that held sway over the town below. The smoke from the explosions was ...

Exeunt Omnes - By Ross Fisher-Davis. The sword on Abram’s hip was heavy. For some time now, it had weighed on him. Heavier than the gun ...

Eighth official Doomtown story,  The Last Ride - Pancho Castillo’s stolen horse reared as he let off another shot into the frenzy of mot...

My sixth official Doomtown story,  Someone Else's Problem -  “What it sounds to me like is none of this is any of our damn concern, ...

My Fifth official Doomtown story,  The Prodigal - “Mr. Mayor,” Rafi lingered near the door. “I’m sorry to bother you, but I have a youn...

Fourth official Doomtown story,  Nine Tenths of the Law - The doors creaked open as Malcolm leaned on them, stepping up into the wide e...