Around midday, the sky darkened with flies. They filled the sky with annoyance and doom. Maybe this was the end.…
“Have you found Braxton?” I was tearful and shivering. The interrogation room I was in had a constant flow of…
At first, it was the rats that died. They cluttered the streets and alleys like putrid feces with fur. Their…
I was the coffin maker’s daughter. Papa made the most lovely coffins. Deep, roomy, lined in French silk, smoothed…
‘I met the sweetest little old lady on the way back from the shops,’ my wife said. I was up…
It’s not what you see but what you don’t see that terrorizes you. We moved to Laurel Lane in my…
So, let’s not get into the why, it’s really of no importance. The fact is that I want to do…
Nyctophobia: extreme or irrational fear of the night or of darkness. An irrational fear? I really must disagree. There is…
October 31st. Halloween. It was a tradition to go to The Russian Tea Room. Manhattan. We began with Pelmeni Siberian.…
A harsh wind was blowing and I wondered who had been chasing me. Between the golden dust and sand in…