Posts Tagged ‘Horror’

THE EIDOLIC VOID

“The transport touched down inside the bunker complex, and Fenton got off with the other recruits. The halls and corridors were endless, only stretches of them outfitted with lights and ventilation, isolated from the planet’s wastelands by gates that had been welded shut.” Published in: Bewildering Stories, Issue 783, October 2018

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APPARITION

“Kutter Saine pressed his cheek against the hull of the station, and the metal’s coldness numbed his skin. He felt the void outside, the emptiness that stretched from their position lights into immeasurable distance.

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TENEBRIS BOREALIS

“Where is everyone?” Ayako and Sulawak exited the car. The forest shrouded the camp in shadow and blocked out the sky. A generator hummed, cables snaked between bright lamps. No bodies.

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幽灵船

Falb and his brother wandered through the wilderness, surrounded on all sides by the trees of a dark forest. Their steps were noiseless on the soft soil, following a well-trodden path, the only path. Even though these woods were dangerous, the brothers felt no fear, for they had crossed them many times before, and would…

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THE BREEDING DUST (Podcast)

Narrated by Cheyenne Wright. “Silent, angular houses with white plaster, a sand-suffocated well and a couple of stunted palms huddled together on the low ground, a once bustling city that only the ghostly desert wind inhabited now. The sun gleamed down without mercy, hanging in the sky as a swirling ball that made the air…

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THOKMAY

“The mountain path led them around a formation of jagged rocks, icicles hanging down in frozen candelabra. The monastery had gotten out of sight again, but it couldn’t be far now, not according to the villagers’ description. They had told them that a stranger with two albino yaks had passed through, packsaddles laden with scrolls…

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OCEANIC HARMONY

“Slimy algae crept up the fake pillars in virescent veins, glistening with wetness like a monsoon forest. Newspaper pages drifted in the dirty streams across the floor, and there was the sound of dripping water everywhere, as if the darkened glass ceiling was about to crack under the ocean’s weight.” Published in: Fantastic Stories of…

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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…

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HALLS OF SILT AND SEAWATER

“At night, Ben dreamt of the waves pushing him up, making him feel weightless for a moment and crashing down with him again, a constant up and down, just a feeling of movement that enveloped him in his sleep. When he swallowed, he tasted salt, even though he had eaten, drank and brushed his teeth,…

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FROM WITHIN MIRRORS

“”A being of another … state. A thirster. A greeder. A leecher. A needer. A left-over from the White Table. A being that craves what it doesn’t have anymore, what it remembers vaguely, what it can no longer feel: life.” The mystic rummaged with slender fingers through the satchel she wore around her shoulder, then produced…

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