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Submitted to Contest #320
(The following contains violence, gore and transphobia) Stoat had thought that the stories about the Dark Forest were just that. Now he was in the heart of them, he knew better. They were walking in circles, despite never making a turn, passing that same decaying tree stump, those same thorns, that same dead squirrel with the torn-off head. Hours had passed and the grey sky was darkening. The one thing that all those stories agreed on was that you absolutely did not want to be in the Dark Forest at night. All the while, the sack he carried o...
Submitted to Contest #275
(Please note that this story contains violence, and references to violence, against children and animals. Reader discretion is advised.) Timothy's Mother had warned him about playing down by the river. Strong currents, she said, could sweep a small boy away and smash him against the rocks, where fish would feast on his flesh. But she had also said that all that work in the fields would give them food. The crops had failed just the same. So, what did she know? Besides, the Cat had told him it was fun down by the river. She had looked at him w...
Submitted to Contest #91
The noise turned out to be a young couple making out ferociously behind the shelves of the Science Fiction and Fantasy section, their hands down writhing under each other’s clothes. Marvin struggled to find his voice, not only were they doing this in a library, and making an unbelievable racket with their moaning and groaning and humping, but they were doing it in his library. The girl opened one eye, which widened as it caught sight of Marvin. She pushed her friend away and glared. "What do you want?" she demanded, as if he were trespassing...
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