Winfield M1873 Swift

WINFIELD M1873 SWIFT. (See also, RIFLE, WINFIELD M1873) The Winfield M1873 Swift is a classic Winfield M1873 in design, differing only from the original in that it is equipped with a loading pipe attachment for increased reloading speed. This allows one to reload - with one swift push - and is the feature that gave the weapon its name.

Unpublished manuscript, "Bad As They Seem
Author: Hayden Collins
Undated
Bleached paper, typewritten, 8.5x11 in

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Long you've heard tales of their prowess in the hunt, and so you can, perhaps, imagine how easily they fought their way through the caves, across the field of knives and past the razor wolves - dogs were, after all, their very first trial - and to the weapon Huffington had described, thus securing their rite of return passage from the Lord of the Dead, for it gave them the power to take his life for good. Fin and Jos returned to Lynch, and they did not return empty handed.

When they handed the strange weapon over to Lynch, the skin on her hands was left wreathed in frost. But as they were dressed in fiery red, dressed in blood, the twins had not been bothered by the wretched blade's icy burn.

As Lynch wrapped it in red silk, Jos offered to deliver it to Huffington. "No need, no need, "her voice was quiet, reverent, a near whisper. "Huffington is dead."With that she called for her attendant, a girl they had never seen before, who carefully carried it from the room.

By whose hand?"Fin asked, wary.
"By mine."

The twins remained silent. What they thought of this revelation was a secret they'd take to their graves, sooner or later.

"How did he offend you?"Jos asked.

"He was arrogant, and growing bolder. He needed to be put in his place. His place being a shallow grave."Lynch looked to the twins. "But there are more important things to think about now. What you brought back is extremely important. But there is more."

The only sound Fin made was a metallic hiss, as she sharpened her blade.

"There is a second weapon. Now that I know you can gain entry to the Butcher's house, I would ask you return for something else.

The twins looked wary, the words from that fateful vision echoing in their ears: Lynch is not to be trusted. But they would go. They would go, and this time, they would not hand off their prize.