Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
“The trees were full of crows and the woods were full of madmen. The pit was full of bones and her hands were full of wires.Her fingers bled where the wire ends cut her. The earliest cuts were no longer bleeding, but the edges had gone red and hot, with angry streaks running backward over... Continue Reading →
There’s a dark well in everyone, I think, and it never goes dry. But you drink from it at your peril. That water is poison. -Fairy Tale by Stephen King Charlie Reade looks like a regular high school kid, great at baseball and football, a decent student. But he carries a heavy load. His mom... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 