The old man who lived in the woods outside of the village had said that she was born with a curious fate. Her mother had said that is must be something good, and so she had called her “Hope”. The village folk had celebrated her birth briefly before returning to[…]
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A collection of flash fiction horror and dark fantasy stories.
Traveler: Conversation with an Old Time Traveler
“You see, the trick with Time Travel is what I call ‘The Law of Neutrality‘ that means that you can change any timeline except your own,” the old man states as if I know what he is talking about, “You can change others’ timelines because you always have changed them,[…]
Read moreWhen the Darkness Answered Back
He had always liked the occult. Even if he believed that a lot of it was rubbish, it still felt good to have knowledge that most other people did not have. It made him feel special like he was elite and set apart from his fellow man. He had never been[…]
Read moreWhere Teleporters Go Missing
The warning on the box says safety cannot be “guaranteed”. You chuckle as you remember interviews with old, white-haired scientists telling the world this was a bad idea. There are always those that resist change, like when the aliens made contact. Many doomsayers and haters would howl about how the Wolves–named[…]
Read moreThe Dream Eater
He knew he was dreaming. The landscape felt both familiar and vague with no real details. He had no idea how he had gotten here or what he was doing. Somehow he was in his old classroom–the English classroom or was it the Math one?–and outside it was sunny with[…]
Read moreWalk to the Fire
He remembered a time before when things were light and he was happy. He could not really remember what that time or place looked like. All he could remember was how it felt: comfortable. He had felt comfortable. But he had Fallen. That is what everyone told him because they[…]
Read moreThe Mythology of More
“In the beginning, Man was quite simple. Man liked the warmth and light of the day and he feared the cold and dark of the night. Thus, there was a friendly god of the day and an evil god of the night. Man had to eat and drink, thus there[…]
Read moreShadow, Flicker & Gloom
“We are Shadow, Flicker and Gloom,” you startle, as a soft, rasping whisper comes from a strangely dark corner of the room you are in. “We are Shadow, Flicker and Gloom,” whispers a second voice from the other side of the room. The electric light in the room flickers and[…]
Read moreThe Fishermen at the Edge of the World
There is a place in this world where the lonely souls go to. They are attracted to it. They need to be there. It is a solitary place. A dark place. A quiet place on the edge of world. It is calling them to it. In this mysterious place, the[…]
Read moreThe Shadowed Path Beside Starlight
“Come here child and let me show you another way?” I tentatively step forward and reach out for her hand. She looks young and beautiful, draped in strange clothes that shimmer. But I somehow know that she is old. I somehow know she that is ancient. “Yes, there is another[…]
Read moreThe Value of Regrets
He had heard all the cliches about how you should live your life without regrets. They were repeated like some occult wisdom or gospel. People put the cliches on bumper stickers and they were tweeted by teenagers sneaking out of the house or attending parties or Facebooked by girls on[…]
Read moreKill Me
I wonder if this will be the smoke that kills me, he thinks to himself as his lights up a cigarette. He pulls hard on it and the molten red tip glows brightly in the dingy bar. Far from illuminating the darkness, the small spot of red light at the[…]
Read moreClick
Panting, he collapses in a chair. Deep, ragged, gasping breaks the silence of the dimly lit room as he struggles to catch his breath. He rubs the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed. Absentmindedly, he reaches out and grasps the TV remote. Click. “–and in other news tonight,[…]
Read moreSilhouettes
Soft red hair complimented the sunlight shimmering across her subtle frame with a fragrance like sweet roses. And I remember the time we were kicked out of as cinema. We ran away laughing on a hot summers night and ate cold ice-cream on the lonely midnight shore. The oceans rolled[…]
Read moreThe Old Monastery
“The leaf falls but once to the ground,” the old monk said slowly, picking his words as he cast his gaze across his students. They all sat cross-legged on the floor before him, their orange robes and shaved heads blurring into one attentive crowd. Later that year one of his[…]
Read moreUnder the Bed
It glanced out from the small slit under the bed. Everything was quiet and calm. In the dark bedroom, it could still faintly see the seashell pattern on the walls and the form of the toy figurines scattered around in the corner. Outside the window, a tree branch swayed quietly in an[…]
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