Book of Legacy
Fantasy, Horror and Poetry
Category: Horror
Horror and Thriller stories
Invisible Touch – Poetry Story
Gusts of wind sprayed water upon the wall, the wind howled between the narrow windows that looked down at the shore. The walls had protected the city for many years, but this night no invaders would dare to show, for walkers roamed in the…
Lonely Road – Very Short Story
Have you ever walked a lonely road at the dead of night? When a few leafs still sway on the naked branches, refusing to be whisked away by the wind? When all that is ahead of you, and all that is behind you, is…
God is Forgiving – Very Short Story
Year 1246 of our Lord Orwald Shilling writing: I don’t know why I feel the need to write this. Perhaps it’s a desire to be understood, perhaps it is just one of those selfish acts which we human are so famous for? All people…
Walking Fear – Very Short Story
The mist churned on the paved street, engulfing the road until their was nothing but misty fog beneath our feet. People rushed inside their homes and barred the doors – like always when the moon was full. Was there ever a time when the…
Chamber of Knowledge – Very Short Story
The darkness, all engulfing. The silence – thought to be everlasting – penetrated by a continuous thumping. The muffled noise drew nearer as the walls of limestone slowly cracked until it crumbled into bits. Wind gushed inside, drawing fresh air into a surrounding that…
Life Undone – Very Short Story
It was oddly calming, being confined in this room, with nowhere to go and nothing to see; nothing to do but wait and to contemplate. The knife pierced through his flesh, burrowing deeper and deeper until only the handle stuck out of his chest….
A Jog in the Dark – Very Short Story
The tempo was high and her breath stable. The wind chilled comfortably on her sweaty skin and filled her lungs with energy, making every breath propel her feet forward. It was almost nightfall and the park was virtually empty, save for one or two…
Inheritance – Very Short Story
The sounds, oh the sounds that old houses make. Some of them he recognised, some he didn’t. But it wasn’t the sounds that worried him, but the how the very walls seemed to move as a particularly strong wind hit against the house, the…
In God (Fire) We Trust – Very Short Story
The fire flared in bright red and yellow, casting tall shadows on the grove surrounding him. With a step, he backed away from the flames as it was reaching towards his face, burning against his skin. He quirked his mouth in amusement, imagining his…
Village of the Damned – Very Short Story
The people waved and cheered at the soldiers marching through the town. Commander Vergan moved his hand back and forth in response, grinning excitedly at the crowd. They had expected fierce resistance from the populous, but as none came, he, and his men, could…
