#Inktober2020writersedition There's nothing quite like the smell of fresh-cut grass, the fleeting scent of dying roses, and grief. As I strolled past the rows of graves, I observed more people flock to a new gravestone like crows. What they didn't know is that the grave was empty. They all are empty. Do you want to… Continue reading Day 23: R.I.P
#Inktober2020writersedition Come away with me to the nightly world. Where there are vicious beasties, forgotten souls, and the graveyard you swore you would never stroll. Your dreams are as real as can be. When you close your eyes, open your mind, and you shall see all there is in the in-between. In need of a… Continue reading Day 21: Sleep
#Inktober2020writersedition He peeked out from behind the coral and shook. His eyes widened when another swam past. She joined the rest that were linked together in a circle around seaweed. It towered over them and flowed like a flame. The coral snapped when he shifted. Their ghastly faces turned to him. Surprise! I am having… Continue reading Day 20: Coral
#Inktober2020writersedition My lungs were burning. A gash in my calf continued to trickle blood when I limped. I couldn't remember how long I had been running or when I slowed to barely a jog. My vision now resembled when you peer into a kaleidoscope. I knew my time was almost up. If you want to… Continue reading Day 19: Dizzy
#Inktober2020writersedition "Is anyone there?" Jess waited patiently for any response. The radio was quiet, and he drew another line in his notebook. The wind roared. He surveyed his surroundings like something else had caused it. He slammed his radio down. When he looked up, his body quaked. It wasn't the wind. Check out my new… Continue reading Day 15: Outpost
#Inktober2020writersedition The fetid swamp now had a trail of blood that stirred the insects to follow it. My sword dug into the bottom like an oar, while my left carried the head of a crimson knight. My exhausted body struggled to the shore. At last, my fingers gripped the carpeted earth. Follow my FB page… Continue reading Day 10: Hope
50 word story. #Inktober2020writersedition My face once full of color was now drained of pigment. As I stared into his peridot eyes, I knew he had forgotten me. His spear-like teeth were inches away from shredding me beyond recognition. I trembled and my hair whipped violently back when he let out a guttural growl.
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