The room was cold. In the center lay a mutilated corpse on a steel autopsy table. “This is the fourth victim in three weeks,” Detective
Category: Short Stories & Creative Projects
Air Ships and Bar Fights “Some days start out like all the others, yet end in ways you could never imagine.” – Raeluna A subdued
A Short Story Leaves crunched under her feet as she walked down the path. Chilly November winds rolled down the mountain. wrapping around her. She
I remember watching cars turning ahead of us. Signal lights blinking out of sync. We were driving down a main road, so a line of