Posts Tagged FlashesofDarkness-year1
Her black soulless eyes
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 23
Image text: The small child, pale and quivering, was huddled over the woman’s corpse. He assumed it was her mother and moved to comfort the bereft youth. “Was that your mommy,” he asked as he leaned down to comfort her. The child’s head snapped around and he had a flash of a mouth full […]
That’s odd, I don’t remember that lake
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 22
Image text: She banked her plane over the brightly colored lake. The colors seemed to pulse with their vibrancy. “That’s odd,” she thought. ” I don’t remember there being a lake on this route.” As the plane reached the center of the luminous body of water the orange run off streams lifted from […]
The pit with no bottom
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 18
Image text: The text in the moldering book had led him to this spot. The hired men had dug for days in the rocky soil. When the cracking sound had filled the air and the men had screamed to be lifted from the pit he began the chant which was written in blood in […]
Sacrificed to the slime
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 17
Image text: The putrid slime, reeking of decay and death, oozed down the side of the cliff toward where he lay bound by the savages. The savages, barely human creatures, knelt and chanted some gutteral word over and over. He understood that they intended to sacrifice him. Was the slime some acid or other […]
The sole survivor dragged himself through the woods
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 16
Image text: Sole survivor. His starship was a glowing ember in the bottom of a crater. He didn’t know how he had survived when his mate had not. The atmosphere of this world was harsh and he gasped as he breathed. He had crawled for hours, dragging his shattered leg when the two large […]
The grave of the warlock
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 15
Image text: The aged caretaker had warned them not to visit the grave of the warlock. The old man had regaled them with the story of how the warlock’s head had been severed to hold him in his grave. Only a fool would believe that the head of the corpse slowly moved from […]