Posts Tagged ‘Horror’
THE DUST BATHYNAUT
“The rift divides the land in two halves, but neither of them is interesting. It is the rift itself that calls to people, entices them with its siren’s call from worlds away: only a dozen meters wide, with steep cliffs of grey rock and a bottom that can never be seen. Shine a light into…
WeiterlesenFROM 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…
WeiterlesenTHE FEASTING DREAM
“The steppe grass swayed in its ancestral patterns like flaxen hair, and the rider dreamt of his lost sister. He had traveled on horseback for many days, but all the slight pains of his body didn’t worry him, nothing more than a distant whispering in his mind. The dreams were important, the face of his…
WeiterlesenTHE 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
WeiterlesenAPPARITION
“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.
WeiterlesenTENEBRIS 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.
Weiterlesen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…
WeiterlesenTHE 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…
WeiterlesenTHOKMAY
“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…
WeiterlesenOCEANIC 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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