Lucinda gazed into John’s vacant stare. Closing her eyes, she took a long inhale before exhaling with frustration and opening…
“Oh Reverend, please, can I chew your ear?I’ve become what I most fearAnd I know there’s no such thing as ghostsBut I have seen the demon…
On a small island in the middle of the sea lived a man in a green house. The house was perched atop a steep and…
London mourned while the cathedral bells intoned, “Victoria is dead! The Queen-Empress lies in state!” Yet Angus…
How do you even go about shipping a severed head in the mail?
Part 7: Billy — A Season of Strange Writing Competition