Dark Moments
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alt="The Blood Purge by J.M. Faulkner"
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The Blood Purge by J.M. Faulkner
Pale-skinned girl runs. Pale-skinned girl trips. Pale-skinned girl shields her eyes from the streetlamp that throws a shadow on my shoulders. “Please, d-don’t hurt me.” Sigh… If we elders didn’t...
The Blood Purge by J.M. Faulkner
Pale-skinned girl runs. Pale-skinned girl trips. Pale-skinned girl shields her eyes from the streetlamp that throws a shadow on my shoulders. “Please, d-don’t hurt me.” Sigh… If we elders didn’t...
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alt="A Deadly Lesson by Andrew Kurtz"
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A Deadly Lesson by Andrew Kurtz
The college professor walked into the classroom carrying two pizza boxes. "Three hours from now, the Purge will begin. Once a year, our government allows murder to be legal for...
A Deadly Lesson by Andrew Kurtz
The college professor walked into the classroom carrying two pizza boxes. "Three hours from now, the Purge will begin. Once a year, our government allows murder to be legal for...
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alt="Safe and Alone by Gary Smith Jr."
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Safe and Alone by Gary Smith Jr.
The size and strength of the house impresses me, for the thousandth time. Reaching the massive door, I stare into the camera. “What are you doing here, Julie? I can’t...
Safe and Alone by Gary Smith Jr.
The size and strength of the house impresses me, for the thousandth time. Reaching the massive door, I stare into the camera. “What are you doing here, Julie? I can’t...
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alt="Show Time by Liam Hogan"
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Show Time by Liam Hogan
It's the same every night: the waiting, otherworldly forms, thronging the hallway, packing the stairs. Almost the same. Different individuals. He tries not to see their faces, or their strange...
Show Time by Liam Hogan
It's the same every night: the waiting, otherworldly forms, thronging the hallway, packing the stairs. Almost the same. Different individuals. He tries not to see their faces, or their strange...
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alt="Snow Flower by Dorian J. Sinnott"
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Snow Flower by Dorian J. Sinnott
It was when the silver moonlight touched the freshly fallen snow that I saw you again. Out amongst the birches and pines. The frigid night. The dead of winter. How...
Snow Flower by Dorian J. Sinnott
It was when the silver moonlight touched the freshly fallen snow that I saw you again. Out amongst the birches and pines. The frigid night. The dead of winter. How...
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alt="Ebenezer's Corner by Raven Isobel Plum"
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Ebenezer's Corner by Raven Isobel Plum
When my dog, Ebenezer, stared at ‘nothing,’ I always assumed he heard something outside the house. Yet, each day, he spent more time guarding the shadowy corner, increasingly transfixed, not...
Ebenezer's Corner by Raven Isobel Plum
When my dog, Ebenezer, stared at ‘nothing,’ I always assumed he heard something outside the house. Yet, each day, he spent more time guarding the shadowy corner, increasingly transfixed, not...
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alt="Something Old by Susan Vita"
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Something Old by Susan Vita
Rosia navigated the aisle alone. She came from a line of widows, but it was poppycock that the veil was cursed. Her candlelight satin dress suited the heirloom and hid...
Something Old by Susan Vita
Rosia navigated the aisle alone. She came from a line of widows, but it was poppycock that the veil was cursed. Her candlelight satin dress suited the heirloom and hid...
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alt="Witching Hour by S. Jade Path"
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Witching Hour by S. Jade Path
The veil is always thinnest on Samhain. Kylie cast her spell with trembling fingers, before stepping through the fluttering, gossamer threads and into a world of glittering wonder. Just a...
Witching Hour by S. Jade Path
The veil is always thinnest on Samhain. Kylie cast her spell with trembling fingers, before stepping through the fluttering, gossamer threads and into a world of glittering wonder. Just a...
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alt="The Messenger by Constantine E. Kiousis"
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The Messenger by Constantine E. Kiousis
“This it?” Jennifer asked as she pointed at the suburban house opposite them in the dimly lit street. The pale girl standing next to her nodded. Huffing, Jennifer crossed the...
The Messenger by Constantine E. Kiousis
“This it?” Jennifer asked as she pointed at the suburban house opposite them in the dimly lit street. The pale girl standing next to her nodded. Huffing, Jennifer crossed the...
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alt="Double Betrayal by Jaycee Durand"
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Double Betrayal by Jaycee Durand
Clara trailed her fingertips over the mirror’s chilled glass, her heart tripping at the beckoning reflection. Identical green eyes—but Debra’s derisive smirk. Impossible! We are one. Without me, there is...
Double Betrayal by Jaycee Durand
Clara trailed her fingertips over the mirror’s chilled glass, her heart tripping at the beckoning reflection. Identical green eyes—but Debra’s derisive smirk. Impossible! We are one. Without me, there is...
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alt="Mercy's Harp by Jodie Angell"
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Mercy's Harp by Jodie Angell
Mercy’s fingers plucked the harp strings, sensing the nearby souls in their final moments before death. She overlooked the man, unconscious in his armchair. The room filled with graceful harmony,...
Mercy's Harp by Jodie Angell
Mercy’s fingers plucked the harp strings, sensing the nearby souls in their final moments before death. She overlooked the man, unconscious in his armchair. The room filled with graceful harmony,...
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alt="In the Dark by L.J. McLeod"
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In the Dark by L.J. McLeod
Dark. Cold. Her breath comes in shallow gasps. The air tastes stale. A hint of rot tickles at her nose. There is no movement, everything is still. She closes her...
In the Dark by L.J. McLeod
Dark. Cold. Her breath comes in shallow gasps. The air tastes stale. A hint of rot tickles at her nose. There is no movement, everything is still. She closes her...