I thought she'd slam the door on me, but she hurdled over the couch, sheer panic on her sweat-sheened face. I whipped around and drove my shoulder into the door, forcing it against the horror on our heels. "What does it want!?" Just on the other side of the door, we heard it coo: "U-nye-loo-lay-doo?" … Continue reading Fear, Utterly Reviled By Years
Tag: Horror
An Inconvenient Wall
Aram punched the wall again, mostly out of frustration, but also out of a morbid need to commit to his foolish experiment. Yes, his knuckles were split and raw and his hands were shattered, but he consumed enough painkillers to ignore such inconveniences, and the wall at least splintered with every thousand blows - he … Continue reading An Inconvenient Wall
Into the Wood
The deep woods beckoning me to wander, Draw me into the dark depths, to blindly blunder, Into the rippling, billowing shadow falling under, So I stare, enthralled and rapt with misty wonder, The silence singing in my ears, a deafening thunder, When sudden claws tears my rapture asunder, Catching hold of my thoughts in horror, … Continue reading Into the Wood
In Abjurum
As the stone grows worn from the endless rains, It recalls a time before the lands had names, Before the tall trees were torn down and chained, When the wild things roamed alive and untamed, Living to be free, unyoked, without shame, Such was the way of things, the cycle maintained Until one day They … Continue reading In Abjurum
Poet, Transmuted
One day I believe I’ll melt away, Deeply asleep, Simply fall unto myself, a heap of reeking dreams, And become something so terrible, beautifully, Because my bleeding heart yet seeps eager poetry, A font of misery in deserts of apathy, So travelers can drink Deep of me and grow weary, Drowning in the reverie of … Continue reading Poet, Transmuted
A Warrior Retired
Father was very old when I was still very young. Although older than the withered village elder, he was still stout and made up of hard angles as though chiseled by stone - but like stone, he was often inert. And so it fell to my eldest siblings to stir him from his bed, to … Continue reading A Warrior Retired
Case no.11088, Evidence: Documents
Document A, A6 paper, resembling a leaflet: Congratulations on becoming eligible for the rank of Illuminate! This is a momentous occasion for not only you, but for all members of the Order of Luminaries, as you have made yet another step towards the inner circle of knowledge, and continue to move away from the darkness … Continue reading Case no.11088, Evidence: Documents
A Stygian Voyage
There is a nightmare that often haunts me, About a river oozing out to sea, Trapped on a raft without even an oar, Drifting endlessly beyond sight of shore. Sometimes in the distance I'd hear a cry, And brave the river for a chance ally,Swallowing fear, I abandon my raft,To clamor aboard a similar craft, … Continue reading A Stygian Voyage
Un città che da neun sentiero era segnato
There’s a reason why misanthropy is considered an aspect of a personality disorder. Pathological bitterness, reflexive ennui, inescapable empathy that only picked out everything loathsome and disgusting about people - no one should be born with these qualities, in this enormity. These were issues that literally ate away one’s insides like a cancer for your … Continue reading Un città che da neun sentiero era segnato
Get Well Soon
August the Eleventh I once had a friend who was very kind, who embodied the very philosophy of philanthropy, and lived in a small manor by herself. I had met her as a child and somehow we seemed to have still remained close friends after so many years, despite not actually having the opportunity to … Continue reading Get Well Soon