Tag: death

Liquid Soul – Very Short Story

A boy wandered upon an empty road in the middle of the night. The air was cool and fresh and the leaves were turning yellow. After a couple of miles, he turned left into the thicket and went along an old path that had…

Abandoned – Very Short Story

The floor was cold as I awoke. My jaw was sore and my body was stiff, and when I opened my eyes, I couldn’t tell where I was. It was dark. The walls were pitch-black but I could see a bed without a mattress….

A Mother’s Passing – Very Short Story

I remember vividly the time before my mother’s death; everything seemed fine as we were touring the beautiful Linnaean Garden when mother suddenly started to cough violently – becoming pale as the cough persisted. There had been a recent outbreak of the White Plague,…

The Siege – Very Short Story

His breath was heavy as Karl stumbled down a hill, with branches whipping his face through the thicket. Hoarse voices echoed his surroundings and men rushed down beside him. Karl grit his teeth as blood trickled from a gash on his forehead into his…

Chilly Night – Poetry Story

Through the darkness and the cold, the house creaked through the winter storm And on the driveway, in this winter’s night, a couple emerged Banging on the door, trying to get inside The door opened, without a sound Only their footsteps echoed through an…

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…

Ancient Menace – Poem

The dimly lit cave failed to illuminate the walls around it – only the white bones showing clearly the gaping jaw and teeth of the monstrous beast. Frozen in time. Images of blazing fire spewing from its mouth entered my mind, for what else…

I Demand Satisfaction! – Poem

Face me you coward! Show me your true colours so that I may strike you down with vengeance you deserve The law standing in my way My consciousness freezing my hand by the hilt Yet my heart yearning for satisfaction What good is kindness…

Thank Ye God for the Gift of Death – Very Short Story

The hill rose before them as they struggled on the rain-soaked field. Mud cluttered against their shoes, weighing down their already tired legs. He panted heavily and he could feel his throat drying up, despite the humidity in the air.  The wind blew across…

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