#horror #shortstory #amwriting #jjreichenbach #darkestplace The chair tipped. Jess slipped. Total accident. Maybe murder—they hadn’t decided yet.
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#horror #shortstory #amwriting #milkteeth #jjreichenbach One of the little creatures yawned real wide. Already it had dozens of itsy-bitsy white teeth, far more than Little Wynn had. They almost looked like small people. Of course, she realised, they must be fairies. Allie smiled as it curled up into a ball and wrapped its long arms around its legs, falling back to sleep... #horror #short story #harvest #amwriting #jjreichenbach Crows lined the barbed wire fence in sets of three, long black feathers rustling in the night air. The rusted wires stretched between old posts and disappeared deep into the trees, marking where one territory merged into another with the precision of generations that passed without change. This was the edge of the world... #horror #shortstory #amwriting #jjreichenbach #fieldguide #spiritguides Lit candles. Ouija board. Solemn expression. Oh yeah, she was going for it. This was supposed to be strictly recon, but, well, Penelope never was any good at passing up opportunities like this. Little Scamp. #horror #shortstory #amwriting #jjreichenbach #crookedmirror Theirs was the only language I'd ever known. They spoke to each other, and to themselves, but never to me... |
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