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You look thin! Katia jolted up in bed, clutching her mottled blanket. Saucer-eyed, her gaze turned to the open bedroom door, a black...

It would not be found on any tourist map, but ask the locals; they could tell you. In the dark heart of St. Martin Parish, east of New...

Abram knew Kala was pregnant before she did, at least that is what he told himself. He had known with their other children as well. That,...

The two holy men traveled by day, each of them on their own mule, riding slowly through the grass, until they came to the cabin in the...

It was the cold that dragged Abigail down first. People thought you wore cold like a blanket, wrapped around your shoulders and chilling...

Part I: Their ship wasn't meant for oars, but they brought them above deck anyway. They tied the sails down, securing them with ropes to...

Everyone is called here once in their life. Some die on the journey; rarely will a person die before the feeling consumes them: the...

I buried the truth near here, near this bench. In the park, yes; I panicked. I know how I must look: a woman unmoored, wild haired,...

Once there was a farm called Green Shoots, tucked away far from downtown on a scrubby little plot of land. Neighbors swore the soil...

We are a speck of dust on the Universe’s shelf. Everyone is dead or dying and if they aren’t, then they’re simply unaware. These are the...

Ripples in the canals are the only warning you get. They’re also the last thing most people see. When feeding starts, you’d better hope...

Upon his departure from his horrible, sinful life, he was not greeted by fire and brimstone. There was not light, there was not the...

The van in their driveway is totaled. May doesn’t need an expert to tell her that. The oak tree growing through it is proof enough. Bark...

Rivers of blood oozed down the beached leviathan’s blubbery skin, darkening the foam of incoming waves and staining the sand. Frenzied...

Danielle extended a long white leg into a long white stocking and watched without interest as servants hooked the delicate lace into...

The hills of home were hewn with gray—gray, gray, gray—haunting gray. Their house stood silent, still, upon the hill—it never...

Rain slickened the cobbled steps up the long road to the professor's home. The home had stood on its mountain perch for over four hundred...

Gravel crunched beneath two pairs of dirty sneakers, filling the empty afternoon. A loud ping echoed over the field as a rock ricocheted...

“And when you look long into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.” —Friedrich Nietzsche. Beyond Good and Evil, IV, 146 A light touch...

He dreamed the red dream of blood falling in rivers from a cliff. He stood beneath, drinking it, knowing he would never be hungry again....