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Captured

They caught her on the morning tide. Raised her up, heavy and frightened and squirming in their nets. The moon had not even forfeited its dominion in the sky, and even some stars still flashed their dying light on the … Continue reading

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Broken Chair (Horror Flash Fiction)

A desolate house and a single broken child’s chair was all the police found upstairs. The house had been deserted, clearly, for many weeks. The man who lived here was long gone, and only these memories remained. Underneath the house, … Continue reading

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Blue Roses (Horror Flash Fiction)

He held the blue roses in his hand, petals falling with each moment he gazed from the castle window to the barren, winter land below. Only the harshest flowers survived here, though the woodlands were indeed lush. Blue roses, he … Continue reading

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Butterfly Girl (Horror Flash Fiction)

I cannot tell you what it is to be a butterfly girl. My lips are closed when words might be spoken and only open at their command for other services. My eyes shut more often than they allow in light, … Continue reading

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Flash Fiction – The Baths

After the pain they would bathe you. After the torture there was usually blood, or bruised skin and aching muscles. With some little kindness, sometimes they used epsom salts in the baths. You would sink into them, ignoring the dirt … Continue reading

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Nine

    David shivered. It felt like something walked over his grave. He stopped typing. He wanted to leave. Schaden waited and then seemed to realize he was spent, so she continued. She told him the truth, the truth he’d … Continue reading

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Seven

He came back to the chat room an hour later. It was empty. Somehow he knew she would also sense this, or guess this, and return. He only had to wait about ten minutes. Her nickname appeared. Vlad: Clever trick … Continue reading

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The Flavour of Spite – Fourteen

I am delighted with our progress. Things go more smoothly and quickly than I had anticipated. Aunt Imogen had always said that it took easier with children, so perhaps there is something childlike in my dear Violet, for she is … Continue reading

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