Of Hooves and Handcannons

Tonight at midnight, “Between Two Treasons”, the second in my hopefully never-ending series of short stories about those lovable, man-eating, gun-slinging, ten-gallon-hat-wearing, prick-devouring centaurs goes live in issue #23 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies.

It is not for the faint-at-heart. Or the underage.

But please go read it anyway.

And the first one too, if you like—which is here.

This is some gloriously beer-addled 17th-century monk’s copy of a copy of a long-lost ancient jewelry engraving depicting a cloven-hoofed centaur residing at the center of the labyrinth of Daedalus. Whoever that monk was, if I ever manage to hunt down his moldering skull, I will give it a fat, wet smooch.


  1. I loved “Of Thinking Beings and Beasts” and enjoyed “Between Two Treasons” as well (though the first one is my favorite). I want more Eurytus and Nessus!

  2. Hey Merc,

    Thanks very much! I was just having a look at your blog, and from what I saw it sounds like your sense of humor is right up the centaurs’ alley. 🙂 I will do my best to keep them coming. There’s one more centaur story in the works at Beneath Ceaseless Skies, which features Eurytus, Periphas, a bottle of absinthe and a drug-addled ape. After that I need to knuckle down and write some more.

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