Pain gripped my body as I convulsed on the floor. Try as I might, my feet refused to get underneath me so I continually to slide around on the greasy floor slick with blood. They has tracked me through the night. No matter how hard I tried to lose my pursuers they always seemed to … Continue reading Stricken with a curse – a prompt short story
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She Walks – a prompt short story
She sucked the colour from the land. She sucked the colour from the sky. As her bare feet carried her forward, the plant life around her withered and died. It was as if she was poisoning the very air that surrounded her. Black hair flowed around her face and down her back, tangled and knotted. … Continue reading She Walks – a prompt short story
The Kill Box- a seedling story
'Nothing's working,' I hissed as I checked on Sanya's wound. My mentor lay pale and listless but still able to smile. 'Your magic surpasses theirs.' 'I'm out of tricks Master,' I popped up to check their position. He coughed, 'Improvise, use your imagination boy!' I growled in annoyance, even now he chastised me! Glancing at … Continue reading The Kill Box- a seedling story
What is Steampunk?
I've been talking about doing this post for a while but to be honest I've been putting it off because it's just such a broad subject. I love steampunk, and I'm enjoying writing my own first foray into this genre but I want to make sure I do it justice. I've had several people ask … Continue reading What is Steampunk?
Ghosts of the Theatre- a seedling story
"The ghosts of the Theatre are woven into the brick." "Bit of a weird thing to put at the entrance," Eva commented as they walked deeper into the atrium of the Old Grand Theatre. The hall was immense - sweeping staircases flowed up the sides of the room. Cascades of red carpet streamed back … Continue reading Ghosts of the Theatre- a seedling story
The Demon Went Down To Georgia
It wasn’t the worst situation I had found myself in. But it was definitely close. “What do you value most mortal? Let me see your pain as I rip it from you.” The demon's breath billowed over me stinking of sulphur as he loomed over me. I tilted my head away as best I could. … Continue reading The Demon Went Down To Georgia
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