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• The Writer Takes A Bow...Can You Call it a Bow?

  by NightMaiden 4 months ago

  _I gave a slight scream when I realized someone was clutching my shoulder from behind. As I stepped back, the ball of my heel…

• Stuck on You

  by Stovohobo 26 days ago

  Jonathan’s eyelids flickered open. It was still nighttime, with the hollow sound of wind tumbling through the valley – and so…

• Deserted

  by Stovohobo 28 days ago

  That night was cold. The moon hung wan and swollen in the dead sky as wind barraged Jonathan’s camp.

  His eyes slid open as t…

• Revolver - The Village

  by Scary Thing I Aint Dead Yet about 1 month ago

  I was not never really clear on what was worse, a world left without harm. Or a small community village being pillaged and bu…

• The Blob II (Part 2)

  by Scary Thing I Aint Dead Yet about 1 month ago

  The priest had stood up on a cliff, looking down into a rugged area of sharply shaped boulders. There he had left the jar.

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• The Blob II

  by Scary Thing I Aint Dead Yet about 1 month ago

  “The lord, yes I say the lord, has given me a sign,”
  “Yes, yes, yes I can feel the lord inside of me.”

  “He speaks of the en…

• Interior Decoration on a Desert Island

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  _I was so, so glad that Anastasia had survived the storm. I felt like I had some sort of a tie to her. And after what had hap…

• Sandstorm

  by uselessness about 1 month ago

  The air was crisp and chilly and smelled faintly of hickory. With a genteel whisper it somersaulted across the lawn, tossing …

• The Writer Returns Home

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  When I opened the door in the house, something big and round came flying at me before I had time to realize what it was.

  _…

• Tear in the Desert

  by Maleghast 3 months ago

  I awoke to find myself alone in the tent; Jane was not in bed with me and not in the other part of the tent. I threw a robe o…