emptymouthpiece

I wish every murdered woman rose a revenant, returning only to destroy this sick world of men. I wish every wounded woman a siren, come to dash their attackers brains out with rocks.

"All bias and blame laid aside I couldn’t throw out that gold bar for the same reason I never really left that first ship or my time in the war, not in my mind anyway, or how I never stopped thinking about Ti and wondering how he had fared in life. I became a ghost stuck in the past, a restless, resentful spirit that drank...
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Keeping with last years trend of dropping a horror short on Halloween, last year I gave you a Hex, this time around it's all about a little, touch...

Touch

“Kiss me. Please!”

I can hear her whispering through the door.

If I dared to turn around and look down, I would see the doorknob turning back and forth. I don’t want to see that though,...
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"That’s the thing about death though, you see it coming, or feel it sticking its nose in and you want to do something. Even more you want to get the fuck out of the room where it’s happening and barring that, if the damn black cape is going to come you want it to stop mucking about and get to it already. You don’t want...
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