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BulletBack Snake Excerpt
BulletBack Snake
"A Short Western with a TwiLight Zone Twist!"
By Lincoln Rogers, copyright 2004

Excerpted from pages 6-9

... and then he was gone.  The crazy swindler smelling of must and mold and saddled with a voice only a deaf man could love must have ridden away over the hill while I read the date on the marker and did my own bit of calculating.  I thought I was quick with numbers but he must have been quicker to leave, no doubt angry I’d reached this treasure before he did. 

I welcomed his absence.  The old coot made my skin crawl.  Ten quick steps brought me to his previous location, but he was nowhere in sight.  Looking down, my experienced eyes observed nothing in the soil to indicate a rider had even passed my way.  No hoof prints or disturbances on the trail, just a small stone wet with tobacco juice spit from a face as white as death.

A brief moment of sobriety invaded my thoughts, telling me to heed the stranger’s warning and steer clear of the magnificent weapon.  Greed followed the idea with a loud clamor, calling me a fool for even thinking of passing by the valuable piece of hardware within grabbing distance.

Acquiescing to a baser instinct, the leather and firearm filled my eager grip as I snatched them from their place of rest over an arm of the smooth cross.  Its balance was perfect, the heft of precious metal overlaying iron complimented by a delicacy of form and design.

“BulletBack Snake.  That’s ridiculous.”  I mocked the old rider as the belt turned in my palms, sunlight flashing off burnished brass casings of .44 caliber bullets filling small loops attached to the leather.  That must be what he meant by “BulletBack.”  Like the distinctive pattern giving a Diamondback Rattlesnake its name, the bullets created a pattern of their own along the back of this intricately carved hide.

Its golden clasp beckoned me to fasten it around my waist and, in preparation, I lost no time discarding my own gear to the dusty ground on my right.  My own belt and weapon was a gift from my departed father but it was nothing compared to this, sentimental value be hanged.  A strange urge overpowered me a moment, directing my hands to place my own abandoned gun and belt over the arm of the cross where this priceless pistol hung just moments ago.  The forceful desire withdrew the instant I completed the task.

A thrill galloped through my chest in anticipation of strapping on my new acquisition.  The length of it fit like it was custom made, circling my waist with the feel of a campfire on a cold winter’s night or the warm embrace of a sensuous woman.

“Whooo-eee, this is some piece of iron.”  I stood in place, absorbing the extraordinary feeling it brought as dry thunder rolled across the hills of the prairie and the sun moved behind a thick cloud of black.  A river of confidence I’d never known roared in my veins, foaming and rushing with the thrill of intoxication.  I felt invincible, like I could shoot the eye of a diving hawk or the life from anyone I chose.  With lightning speed, my gun hand pulled the Colt and blew apart flowering stems of half a dozen Yucca at two hundred paces on all sides.  Wild laughter burst from my throat in recognition of my accomplishment.  I was the fastest gun in the West.  Just like that.

“No wonder the crazy old man told me not to touch it.  He wanted it for himself.”  Flush with the excitement of my discovery, I made a decision to ride into the next town and test my skills where it counted --

on anyone who crossed me...


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BulletBack Snake
Western Short Fiction by Lincoln Rogers.
Published by Echelon Press
Despite warnings from a mysterious stranger, a man claims a priceless revolver as his own.  Soon, he feels the pistol empowering him with the speed and marksmanship of the fastest gun in the West.

But there's only one way to find out if what is running through his veins is real or not, and the nearest town isn't far away...
Prepare Yourself for a Whole New Side of the Old West...
Prepare Yourself for a Whole New Side of the Old West...
Cowboy Code ~ If it's not yours, don't take it.  If it's not true, don't say it.  If it's not right, don't do it.
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