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When horror becomes something beautiful it can only mean that we
When horror becomes something beautiful it can only mean that we have reached the end and the world has lost its edge. The end of everything. S...

Dawn and I both froze, our eyes locking on each other as we
Dawn and I both froze, our eyes locking on each other as we listened in dead silence. “This just in! The religious war which began with massive ...

The news reader on the station I had left it on was discussing
The news reader on the station I had left it on was discussing civilians signing up to fight and how they could go about doing that with a commanding ...

The first thing I saw as my eyes opened was grey. In my confusion
The first thing I saw as my eyes opened was grey. In my confusion I thought maybe I was in the hangar, hadnt the roof been cement? As another shiver m...

“Don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean dad, talk to
“Don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean dad, talk to me!” Jesse’s voice rose as he spoke, he couldnt help it. He was tired and confused a...

Six years ago I walked into the office of my first job. It was
Six years ago I walked into the office of my first job. It was behind that pine desk that I began to write The Lost Day’s, although back then it was...