A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade

We follow Sirus Logan as he arrives in the eerie town of Bedlam after a grueling journey. Stricken by illness, he collapses at a livery stable where he is taken in by the peculiar and inquisitive Nat Bramble.

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Jim Fagan didn’t like to sleep. He avoided it as much as possible. That’s why he went to the witch woman out by the swamps.

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Part 3 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade Nat had just emerged from the ‘Ladies of the Night’ tavern smelling of whiskey. He stumbled across the street humming to himself. The street was dark and near deserted – save for a few strolling or the occasional horse and buggy. He

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Part 4 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade After taking Harley to Abrams and being cursed at by Abrams, Nat let Logan buy him a few drinks in the ‘Watering Hole’ saloon. Abrams lived upstairs and had his office there, which was convenient when a shooting in the saloon was

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Part 5 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade They hung him from a dead branch of an oak tree on Miller’s ranch. There were seven of them – all dust-ridden cowboys from across the valley. They believed in God and the Devil and that they were carrying out appropriate justice

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Part 6 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade In the morning, the sun rose high. Already a blistering day out in the plains, the sun burned its light harshly on the town of Bedlam. In the streets, the debris from a saloon (two doors from the one Logan had stayed

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Part 7 Suddenly, the sky was bathed in blood. Gorman sat on the cold, hard ground – dust in his mouth and blood in his eyes. How many were still alive, Gorman didn’t know. He felt woozy and weak every time he tried to get up. A bullet had caught him in the scalp earlier,

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Part 8 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade Just on the outskirts of Bedlam was Graves Ranch. It was the same as any other ranch in Bedlam, except Graves Ranch had more steers, more horses, more workers, and at times, the best beef sold in Chicago – also the longest

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Part 9 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade They were at Smiley’s Saloon having a few drinks with Doc Abrams and Jim Fagan. Fagan was barely conscious, slipping in and out of sleep, waking suddenly then nodding off again. Logan touched Fagan’s shoulder. Fagan jumped, blinking and looking right through

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Part 10 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade In the dead of night, a scream pierced through the town. An old woman ran down the street, banging on doors and calling out for help. No one opened their doors. They heard the growling, the screeching cry echoing. The old woman

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Part 11 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade Abrams and Logan rode out to the oasis. It was desolate. Two barns and a house were off in the distance. No cattle, horses, people, or critters of any kind were present, just a well with several ditches for the springs to

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Part 12 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade Logan got on his horse. “That’s the witch talk coming out of you. Get you a few whiskeys, you’ll be all right.” He tapped his horse’s side with his boots and off he went – like a devil in the night. Abrams

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Part 13 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade Sheriff Wilkes sat at his desk drinking coffee, watching the little black ball levitate in the air. Slowly it spun several times, stopped, spun a few more times. Wilkes closed his eyes and listened to the vibrations the black ball made. A

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Part 14 A Six Gun and the Queen of Light By Mark Slade “What’s wrong, Nat?” Logan asked after he checked behind them, looking for riders on the trail. “Nothing’s wrong,” Nat said. He flung his whip, caught the lead again. The horses bore down harder, dust kicking behind them. The moon was higher and

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