Scary Torch (Very Short Fiction)

A woman holds and umbrella with fire sparks flying around her. In the deep, dark, musty corner of the humid dripping basement of the house is a torch. Barely flickering, the torch looks sad and forlorn. Old and used up. Sputtering to put out any light at all, like a sad relic of the past.... Continue Reading →

Story Idea (excerpt)

Below is a raw, unedited excerpt from a story idea I am pondering. No title yet. "I can't hold it, he's too strong." these words constantly echo through Cedric's mind as he tries to find a place to hide from the impending doom that approaches from everywhere, yet nowhere at the same time. Ever so... Continue Reading →

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