Tag: Horror
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Flowers For The Lady
A new horror story by the Fiction Fairy, Fey Cosmo. TRIGGER WARNING: This contains confronting themes and is recommended for those aged 15 and up. Dear Reader: The serial, “Brethren of Judas” is on a mental health/research hiatus, as the topic of coercion right now is a difficult one for me. Please enjoy ‘Flowers For…
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The Sounds of Little Grove
A new horror story by the Fiction Fairy, Fey Cosmo. This story is lovingly dedicated to D and M… you know who you are TRIGGER WARNING: This contains confronting themes and is recommended for those aged 15 and up. Dear Reader: The serial, “Brethren of Judas” is on a mental health/research hiatus, as the topic…
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Rois: A tale of medieval horror
TRIGGER WARNING: This contains confronting themes and is recommended for those aged 15 and up. Dear Reader: The serial, “Brethren of Judas” is on a mental health/research hiatus, as the topic of coercion right now is a difficult one for me. Please enjoy ‘Rois’, a one-off story of medieval horror. We walked out of the…
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Part 1: Anna
There is no other way to begin except where it started for me, with my grandparents in their youth. Please understand that this is their story, as well as my own, because, if not for their decisions, I would not have been born into the Brethren of Judas. I am recording this account in the…
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The Witch Delivers: A New Tale of Horror
I was sewing the strings of the rabbit heart so carelessly, that I did not notice when I laced my own thumb through the fabric. Into the sticks of the doll, blood pooled and the white feather rapidly drunk the red into it, rendering it useless. White, it had to be WHITE for the innocence…
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Pieces of Her: A tale of horror
The legend says that most of the city was ash when the temple of Ishtar finally fell, but the legend could be mistaken; after all, no one who was alive then, is alive now. But imagine you are, as the Gods are, and can see between the clouds. She could have calmly been going about…
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The One Who Waits: A new tale of tragedy
The grieving family arrived too close to closing time and were forced to say hello and goodbye almost in a single breath. When you live at the cemetery, you learn that the face of sadness can be a mask of confusion when you simply don’t know what to do. These people moved with characteristic indecision,…
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My Beautiful Son: A tale of horror (PART TWO)
Still, there were so many moments during his life that his condition could have been caught or captured, but somehow it was hidden from the world. He was very healthy and well developed, plump and cheerful, a good feeder and sleeper. When he had doctors and dentist appointments I waited for someone to see that…
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My Beautiful Son: A tale of horror (PART ONE)
I don’t remember the night I fell pregnant, at least in any firm way. Memory has allowed me some vague impressions of the haze and heat of the nightclub, but mostly I remember how my heart’s drumming was in time with the music. I let my body flow and melt into the drunken, whirling rhythm.…
