Tag Archives: Horror

A beautiful girl lived here

A beautiful girl lived here. Lithe and supple, her willowy curves had been traced by many an eye as she glided along the dark, grimy streets and alleyways of this old town. The hearts of men were quickened by furtive … Continue reading

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Daylight

esperation floods your mind as you wake with a start, eyes flashing open to pitch darkness as you inhale stale, musty warm air into your lungs. You have opened your eyes haven’t you? You’re awake, not still dreaming? You feel … Continue reading

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Torment

In a corner, beneath a pile of stained, torn couch cushions, something moved. A leg appeared, clad in striped tights, then another, clad in blue jeans. Some cushions fell away, revealing the mutilated bodies of his children, melded together into … Continue reading

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Spores

Nobody noticed as, tendrils extrorse, the feathery cephalopod floated down in the darkness of the night and rested upon the telephone cables strewn seemingly haphazardly between the buildings in the sleepy Spanish town. Nor did they notice when the centre … Continue reading

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Little princess

I miss her smile, her snort laugh, twinkle in her eye… …such sweet joy, pure light. God, I loved her. Standing here, her intestines draped over my hands, I know love her still.  

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Feast of the sun god

Blood Your blood With every pulse Gushing through my fingers Cascading down the temple steps Flowing to join severed head below Voraciously I tear out your beating heart Hold the gleaming organ aloft as crowds roar Acolytes roll your mutilated … Continue reading

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Beneath a blood-red moon

High atop the edifice, he waited. At long last the stars were in alignment, the astral bodies in place. The clouds parted to reveal the voluptuous curves of the gibbous moon, and the city was bathed in her blood-red glow.  … Continue reading

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