Tag Archives: ritual

The Owl (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on December 13, 2016 by Helen

When the owl comes one of the children must disappear. All the townsfolk know this, and guard their children close every night in case the mystical sound of the owl calling, hooting as it descends, should reach their vulnerable ears. … Continue reading →

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Old City (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on October 18, 2016 by Helen

Any alchemist will tell you that it is in the oldest cities that all the power and wisdom of the ancients lies. Down copperstone streets that run like the arteries of the cosmic body or in buildings that rise like … Continue reading →

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Possession (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on October 4, 2016 by Helen

The priest was weary. Three days and nights this had continued with little respite. The room held an all pervasive stench, and the dark glimmer in the girl’s eyes haunted him even when her eyelids were shut. Crash! Old furniture … Continue reading →

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Ritual Escapade (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on September 20, 2016 by Helen

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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Butterfly Girl (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on September 6, 2016 by Helen

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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So You Came?

Posted on August 15, 2016 by Helen

So you came? Even after all the warnings, you dared to approach? Did you come to quell your fears, or satiate your curiosity? Do you know it’s all the same. either way? I’m here, I’m always here, and if you … Continue reading →

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(Flash Fiction) The Reaping

Posted on May 17, 2016 by Helen

We wait for you in the corn. You will come to us. You must come to us. We have been blooded, from birth, to prepare us. We are young but we are ancient. No child is a child in this … Continue reading →

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(Flash Fiction) Thirty Three

Posted on April 15, 2016 by Helen

On his thirty-third birthday the party was a ritual. He had been preparing for this most of his young life, so he was neither dismayed nor nervous.  He had been groomed for the moment, and had studied all the texts … Continue reading →

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(Flash Fiction) There

Posted on January 22, 2016 by Helen

That’s where they took us as I told the police. This dank, broken place. Once it was a warehouse, one of them said, but it had been abandoned for years. It was a good place, he said, a good place … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – Twelve

Posted on March 9, 2015 by Helen

‘This is the weirdest thing I think I’ve ever come across!’ Susan announced, placing her iPad and her notebook on the cafe table with a flourish. Lisa was vaguely irritated. She had so little spare time now with work and … Continue reading →

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