The worlds of the living and of the deceased join in October's last midnight.

They dance simultaneously in the moonlight, things not visible move into sight.

I strolled past the burial ground as I had always done, this time for the last time.

I glanced to discover a stone crypt buried in vines and elegant red flowers.

Hosted something that was no longer resting.

Its thinned-out skin hardly cov...

He crouched down, dropping his pack behind an oak tree, keeping his bow and quiver close to him. The tall grass tickled the back of his ear, and the moisture from the dirt seeped into his pants where the knee pushes the fabric into the ground.

A breeze flowed through the forest trees, carrying the smell of something that he couldn’t quite label. It danced around his nose. For a moment, it seduc...

His pale, polished skin stood out from the shadowy scenery of the alley. He clung on to the youthful young woman, one arm around her waistline and with his alternative palm on her chin, had her neck exposed, displaying the two massive veins like a lavish feast.

“Is this what you want!?” “Is this what you seek?” “This curse, this lust!?” His tone was

assertive yet gentle and somehow vigorous at...

“How can I run if I can’t even walk?” The concern distorted her mind. Agony bounced around inside her knee as she leaned against the cinder block wall, garbs dripping wet. “I have to keep going. I have to.” The cry in her head rallied.

She stumbled along her knee, appearing more like a wet noodle than a joint, every so often surrendering a whimper.

“Please God! Wake me up!”

She screeched...