Thomas Black

So I’ve taken some time away from writing. I wasn’t happy with my work and needed time to decide on a direction. I think I know what kind of work I want to do now. As always feedback is welcome and appreciated.

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Thomas Black

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Facade

Thomas Black

1 min read

I realised too late what you were.

A kind smile hiding a row of thorns.

The sincerity in your eyes masking your malice.

You wrapped my soul around your hand.

And dug your claws in deep.

Now my heart is frozen.

Betrayed, shattered, lifeless.

Love.

Never Again....

Horror

Romance

Grandpa

Thomas Black

5 min read

‘Ok children say goodnight to grandpa.’ The two little bundles of energy collided with the old man. Driving the breath from his body and a laugh from his lips. He squeezed the children back, kissed them both on the top of the head and wished them a good night. ‘Will you tell us a story granpy?’ The littlest of the two Emily asked.

‘Yeah, yeah, please grandad.’ Claire chimes in bouncing up and down...

Fantasy

Denounced Arcadia

Thomas Black

9 min read

They had chased Kate through the streets to her home. They thought she had done something terrible. That she had hurt their children, but she would never. There was nothing in her soul but love for those children. They were trusted to her care day in and day out. It was a trust that Kate would never break. Now their parents were at her door, frothing and snarling and banging like wild beasts. Kate...

Horror

The Empty Kingdom

Thomas Black

5 min read

The Prince of Clay glanced over the edge into the pit below. He could hear them down there, shuffling and squashing against each other. Roaring and grunting between laboured breaths and mouthfuls of meat. He thanked the Forevers that the light in the throne room made it too dim to see down into the pit. The sounds and the smell were enough to conjure a multitude of horrors that would haunt his dre...

The Place Beyond the Black

Thomas Black

1 min read

Past the constant pain and the daily grind.

Past the pills and the doctors that muddle my mind.

Past the misery and the despair.

Past worrying if I’ll always be there.

To a place where my niece is finishing school.

Embarrassed by her uncle who still thinks he’s cool.

To seeing my other babies grow up.

To finishing school and raising a cup.

If I had a prayer it would be for this place.

For a life...

Poetry

Reflection of Embers

Thomas Black

1 min read

As a child I heard the voice, soothing, screaming. It compelled me to let it out. To watch its light, to feel it’s warmth, to behold it’s fury. It’s dance was intoxicating, beautiful in its desolation. So many times I longed to be its partner.

As I grew so did my urges. They became harder to control. The voice made ugly demands of me. Wanted me to use the light to do terrible things. But I would ...

Horror