Jamey tossed his voltmeter into a scattering of unusual, specialized tools as the machine’s power cycle initialized. The eyes opened. Blinked once, twice — a successful systems check. “Welcome back to the world of the living.” Otto returned a blank stare. “I do not live.” … Continue reading Reawaken
Arkhelia’s fabled big-game hunter encounters a most unusual creature . . .
Well, I finally went and did it.
Erratic readings: that was Donaldson’s story since being brought in with a mysterious pathogen
This once-flourishing farm community, wasting away —
Resorting to superstitious custom.
Disgusting.
Their only physical evidence was the crazed bust that once topped her tombstone —
inexplicably smashed; curious, but insufficient.
“Gentlemen,” VanKirk declared, “since you insist, you may exhume my daughter. I sincerely doubt you will find her. . . a vampire.”
Preposterous.
An entry from Chase’s diary about being a Darkling. . .
A (more or less) routine investigation ends in a flash. . .
There dwells a beast in the cheapest suite
at the local Motel 8,
where many a man and working girl
have met with grisly fate –
they say you get what you pay for!
This post was prompted by this week’s Trifextra writing challenge.
The tale of an old-fashioned witch trial. . .
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