A more hopeful story was what I wanted to tell; but I accept that this was the one that I was meant to. Henry looked too deeply into the stars and sang what should have been screams. He may have ruine...

He laid in refuse; the chosen avatar of a god from beyond the stars surrounded by fast food wrappers and emptied bottles. Henry Aleston groaned, his lower half a tangle of roots that ached from some c...

“Were you a worshipper of the old word?” Claudia lounged in the good chair, her voice that of a predator regarding prey. The world was out of focus, his perception blurry and wet. How much time did I ...

ALT: Rachel Weisz in The Mummy

Wet blackness pressed on him, growing heaviest on his right shoulder. Something was there and it was driving him, he knew it. He could not see the present, only this mud of perception denied. He had o...

Marla kept falling back in the procession and Ethan found convenient distractions to lag behind her. While he was a casual enjoyer of nature, the young man never had this many reasons to be interested...

Something slithered. Something crawled. Something cracked. Marla felt out of focus and detached. A fibrous sensation crawled through her, chasing every beat of her hurting heart. She was aware of a...