Tag Archives: darkness

Nasty Boy (Horror Flash Fiction)

Wilson was a nasty little boy. I always knew it. I was about five years older than him, and he was my neighbour. He looked like a little angel. Shock of pure blonde hair on the whitest of skin, a … Continue reading

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Ritual Escapade (Horror Flash Fiction)

Welcome to the escapade! The ritual escapade! We dance in the forest, an ancient dance, to draw down the spirits of old. The gods that were lost when Christianity spread its angel wings across the land. We did not forget. … Continue reading

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Park Bench (Horror Flash Fiction)

“The young girl was last seen sitting on the park bench on the outskirts of town. You know, that one where the bus to Portland makes its first pick up on its journey?” “Yes. Seen by our resident travelling salesman … 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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Hever House

Hever House burned on April 3rd 1928. No-one ever knew what started the conflagration, be it accident of intent. My family, being its owners down a long and dark ancestral line, had some reason for regret at its loss. To … 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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(Flash Fiction) Younger

When I was younger I had little fear. I suppose those who have little knowledge cannot truly appreciate why one should be afraid. So little of life has touched one in childhood, if one’s childhood and one’s parents are largely … Continue reading

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(Flash Fiction) Picture on the Wall

In my uncle’s house there is a curious picture on the lounge room wall.  It hangs above the television, which seems an odd place for it, for something in its tone and feel is ancient. A thing long before electricity … Continue reading

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Eight

No, screamed Voice. No, you don’t want to know the truth..log out now, leave it alone! You don’t want to know. Shutup Voice, David thought. Vlad: Yes. Yes I do. Schadenfreude: All right, but only because the truth might make … 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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