THE DESERT OF FORGOTTEN THINGS

THE DESERT OF FORGOTTEN THINGS

“The night was dark and empty in the Desert of Forgotten Things, no moon floating over the ragged hills, not even stars; no bird calls, no crickets, no wind. The traveler’s lantern was a lonely bastion of light against the blackness that towered around him, and his steps made the only sound for miles.”

Published in: Mirror Dance (June 2016)

Fantasy, Flash Fiction, Horror

Publication Date: 1. June 2016

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