The Nightmare Plague: A Caged Mind, Complete

The workshop, as always, existed in a state of disarray, with the exception of an area around the center.  It appeared as though someone just cannot be bothered to tidy up past a certain point and dwelt in a microcosm in the center of chaos.  Fantastic creations stood in the corners, caked with dust, while... Continue Reading →

The Nightmare Plague: A Caged Mind

The workshop, as always, existed in a state of disarray, with the exception of an area around the center.  It appeared as though someone just cannot be bothered to tidy up past a certain point and dwelt in a microcosm in the center of chaos.  Fantastic creations stood in the corners, caked with dust, while... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: A New Life, A New Journey

She was young and thin, almost to the point of emaciation.  The welts had mostly subsided, but there was no position she could find that didn’t cause them to ache.  The principal had called again.  With six missed days in two weeks, she must have suspected something.  They never let her leave the house until... Continue Reading →

The Nightmare Plague: Confrontation

Barnabus had grown weary of listening to his “passengers” incessant chatter.  He had only intended to leave with Pug, but encountered so many pleading voices along the way that he could not leave them to be destroyed.  Many of them had been turned to things of fear by people’s beliefs and not began their existence... Continue Reading →

Atomic City: Something for Nothing

The funeral had been a disaster, what with their children screaming at his retreating form.  According to them, he was responsible for their mother getting cancer.  Everyone tried to hush the teenagers, but the accusations rang in his ears.  Every time it seemed the tears had run out, it would not be long before he... Continue Reading →

Atomic City: As Fast as You Can

It was good to be home after a bad day.  Ty entered the kitchen from the side door, but was surprised that there were no smells of dinner having been cooked.  Disappointed, he went to the freezer and picked through the frozen fare.  His mother kept buying this stuff in spite of a determination that... Continue Reading →

Lull of the Storm

The woman was drenched and her boots were full of mud, yet the door had yet to oipen. The sounds from within made it evident that no one had retired, but the door had been bolted. Miriam could well guess why, thinking of sort of family that her mother had married into. There was light... Continue Reading →

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