Posts Tagged FlashesofDarkness-year1
The Place of the Dragon
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 13
Scout Master Lloyd Tippet was leading the seventh rendition of Row Row Row Your Boat and Joey Mathews and Frank Crumity were contemplating his murder. When the yellow school bus on loan to the Boy Scout troop was loading in their Philadelphia neighborhood, Joey and Frank were actually excited about the trip. It wasn’t […]
The shape shambled out of the mist
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 4
Image text: The shape shambled out of the mist. It was formed like a man but they soon saw that what once had been a man was now a creature from the grave. Flesh dripped from its blackened bones as it approached. It spotted their living flesh and began to wail. “Braaaaiiiiinnnssss!”
Beneath the Mine
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 25
Doctor Marshall Carter walks down the unfamiliar tunnel. The walls are roughly hewn through rock and dirt; the floor flattened by generations of feet. He can sense the angle increasing; the tunnel is heading downward. From the gloom ahead he sees a pair of upright wooden beams, each as thick as his leg holding up […]
He had been abducted
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 16
Image text: Three weeks ago he had been abducted by small gray creatures who had landed their flying disk on that dark country road. Ever since, Reginald could not understand why people shied away from him and constantly averted their eyes when he turned to face them. He so wanted to share the joy of […]
The cave began to flicker
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 6
Image text: The depths of the cave began to flicker with a soft light. He stared in wonder as the glow circled along the walls, finally surrounding him. A dank wind and a deep moan reached him from below. A grinding sound from behind, he saw massive teeth closing at the entrance. He realized, too […]
Blinding light erupted from the pages
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on August 31
Image text: He didn’t know why he stepped into the shabby bookstore. It was filthy and jammed with moldering books all the way to its water stained ceiling. Some inescapable need forced his hand to push the door open. The door clicked behind him. A gentle breeze, seemingly from nowhere, swirled around him. Lying in […]