Unbridled passion, it was a deep-seated desire that he could not control and it rocked every cell in his body. He felt his hearts racing and the air catch in his throat.
Tag: Horror
The Graveyard
Further down the dirt path the trees began to thin out into a single line, evenly spaced. Between each tree Gregory made out a broad field of tomb stones. He whistled between his teeth; he had always pitied those people who lived next to grave yards.
A Strange Summoning–Part 2
Craning my neck I watched curiously as the cultists continued their chanting. They were kneeling on an inverted pentagram.
Gluttony
What am I, but your fate?
The Red Raven
Where did it come from? Why was it red? And more importantly: what did it mean?
