Dark Moments

It’s Worse the Second Time 'Round by C.L. Sidell

We abandoned Will at camp—packed our belongings whilst he sweated hallucinations. The risk of contracting fever was too great. Three days later, we were shocked to find him waiting for...

It’s Worse the Second Time 'Round by C.L. Sidell

We abandoned Will at camp—packed our belongings whilst he sweated hallucinations. The risk of contracting fever was too great. Three days later, we were shocked to find him waiting for...

No Lady by Tracy Davidson

Some call me myth. Others believe. None get my story right. I’ve lived a thousand lives, in many forms. I’ve waited and watched as humans developed and spread. I’ve loved...

No Lady by Tracy Davidson

Some call me myth. Others believe. None get my story right. I’ve lived a thousand lives, in many forms. I’ve waited and watched as humans developed and spread. I’ve loved...

Paying the Piper by M. Leigh sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Paying the Piper by M. Leigh" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Paying the Piper by M. Leigh

The pipe quivers against blistered lips as he plays the familiar, melancholy tune. The song slinks through the forest, reaching the sleeping village, and tickles the children’s ears awake. Naked...

Paying the Piper by M. Leigh

The pipe quivers against blistered lips as he plays the familiar, melancholy tune. The song slinks through the forest, reaching the sleeping village, and tickles the children’s ears awake. Naked...

Make It Last by Birgit K. Gaiser sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Make It Last by Birgit K. Gaiser" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Make It Last by Birgit K. Gaiser

Grown-ups always ask where my parents are. I mumble: “They couldn’t come.” They know that’s code for a challenging home environment, so they put some extra treats in my pumpkin...

Make It Last by Birgit K. Gaiser

Grown-ups always ask where my parents are. I mumble: “They couldn’t come.” They know that’s code for a challenging home environment, so they put some extra treats in my pumpkin...

Sweet Delicious Candy by John Ward sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Sweet Delicious Candy by John Ward" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Sweet Delicious Candy by John Ward

She could smell candy on the evening breeze. She closed her eyes and let the intoxicating perfume wash over her, rekindling memories of bygone nights filled with jack-o’-lanterns and costumes...

Sweet Delicious Candy by John Ward

She could smell candy on the evening breeze. She closed her eyes and let the intoxicating perfume wash over her, rekindling memories of bygone nights filled with jack-o’-lanterns and costumes...

All Hungry Ghosts' Eve by Collin Yeoh sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="All Hungry Ghosts' Eve by Collin Yeoh" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

All Hungry Ghosts' Eve by Collin Yeoh

Halloween? Really, granddaughter? You can’t speak your mother tongue. You scorn our ways and traditions. You threw yourself at the first white man who could say “ni hao.” You don’t...

All Hungry Ghosts' Eve by Collin Yeoh

Halloween? Really, granddaughter? You can’t speak your mother tongue. You scorn our ways and traditions. You threw yourself at the first white man who could say “ni hao.” You don’t...

Trick or Eat by Emily Carlson sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Trick or Eat by Emily Carlson" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Trick or Eat by Emily Carlson

Being left home alone on Halloween was the worst. Too old to trick or treat, too young to accompany her parents to whatever monster mash they were attending this year....

Trick or Eat by Emily Carlson

Being left home alone on Halloween was the worst. Too old to trick or treat, too young to accompany her parents to whatever monster mash they were attending this year....

Kid Tax by Michelle Brett sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Kid Tax by Michelle Brett" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Kid Tax by Michelle Brett

“Hand over the candy, kid.” Anthony trembled beneath the bully’s gaze. He clutched his basket closer and spluttered out some words. “Please, no. It took me ages.” The bully snorted,...

Kid Tax by Michelle Brett

“Hand over the candy, kid.” Anthony trembled beneath the bully’s gaze. He clutched his basket closer and spluttered out some words. “Please, no. It took me ages.” The bully snorted,...

Fresh Start by Andrew Anderson sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Fresh Start by Andrew Anderson" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Fresh Start by Andrew Anderson

The doorbell rang. "So it begins," muttered Ed, getting up to answer the door for his inaugural trick-or-treaters. This was Ed's first Halloween since moving to town, so he'd prepared...

Fresh Start by Andrew Anderson

The doorbell rang. "So it begins," muttered Ed, getting up to answer the door for his inaugural trick-or-treaters. This was Ed's first Halloween since moving to town, so he'd prepared...

Halloween at the Morrison's by Sophie Wagner sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Halloween at the Morrison's by Sophie Wagner" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Halloween at the Morrison's by Sophie Wagner

In Mateo’s opinion, Halloween was the best time of the year. On decorating day, his family would carve, hang skeletons and Mother would make meat pies. Sadly, this year they...

Halloween at the Morrison's by Sophie Wagner

In Mateo’s opinion, Halloween was the best time of the year. On decorating day, his family would carve, hang skeletons and Mother would make meat pies. Sadly, this year they...

Harvest by Elle Jauffret sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Harvest by Elle Jauffret" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Harvest by Elle Jauffret

She always picked the ugliest pumpkin, the rotten one with the mouldy skin—disfigured, putrid, and asymmetrical. She would carve through its decomposing shell with sharp nails—and dig through its flesh...

Harvest by Elle Jauffret

She always picked the ugliest pumpkin, the rotten one with the mouldy skin—disfigured, putrid, and asymmetrical. She would carve through its decomposing shell with sharp nails—and dig through its flesh...

Pumpkin Head by Pauline Yates sizes="(min-width: 1200px) 550px, (min-width: 750px) calc((100vw - 130px) / 2), calc((100vw - 50px) / 2)" alt="Pumpkin Head by Pauline Yates" class="motion-reduce" loading="lazy" width="1200" height="630" >

Pumpkin Head by Pauline Yates

I’ve won ‘Best Halloween Display’ two years running, but while hanging decorations, my new neighbour distracts me. He likes my legs. I love his wide smile. Tempted, I suggest a...

Pumpkin Head by Pauline Yates

I’ve won ‘Best Halloween Display’ two years running, but while hanging decorations, my new neighbour distracts me. He likes my legs. I love his wide smile. Tempted, I suggest a...