THE DESERT OF FORGOTTEN THINGS

By figura | 3. June 2016 |

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