The night has razor claws soused in horror. It slinked down back roads and alleys with a murderous man. “Listen,” they said “don’t go out….don’t…
Tag: horror
The crisp night… spellbinding shutters thrown open courting the cool, night air Alone in Ardley House potions of poison and promise simmer and intercepted are…
This is an old story that I wrote approximately 200 years ago, otherwise known as the 1990s, for a creative writing class that I was…
He is alone in Krimpley House playing vampire beats on the piano around the dark winged instrument the walls recede… Upon the decaying oriental rug…