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Weekly Contest #378
Sensitive content warning: sexual themes, supernatural sexual coercion, blood and gore, references to violence and murder, manipulative or controlling relationships, and psychological distress. The Elders' Archive: Case Files on the Hungering Dead Black seal. Restricted circulation. Bellwotha, Council of Elders, Ref. BO-17-V Written in my own hand — Elder Corwin Marro. Wardens and Gatekeepers only. If you are neither, close this and forget the place you found it. Before You Read I have spent forty-one winters hunting things that feed. In th...
Sensitive content warning: invasion of mental privacy, obsession, stalking, psychological manipulation/coercion, sexual contact, predatory relationship dynamics, blood-drinking/implied violence. Told from the perpetrator’s perspective. Supplementary Testimony: The Predatory Mind Black seal. Restricted circulation. Bellwotha, Council of Elders, Ref. SO-28-V Source: First-person testimony attributed to a corporeal vampire. Status: Authenticity disputed. Psychological observations retained for research purposes. Recorded testimony of Severin V...
Weekly Contest #361
I strike to burn; the flame returns. Finding I’m lost and found whenever you’re around. I feel it coming down. Give me what I never ask for. Give me the drug you know I’m after. Connect me, and you can be the chemical. (Slow Chemical by Finger Eleven) The hut was draped in ivy like a jacket and softened by moss. Smoke curled from a crooked chimney, carrying the scent of peat and marjoram. Rowan approached along the narrow path. Twisted ash and yew trees arched overhead, almost stitching the sky closed, the late-afternoon sunlight filtering ...
Weekly Contest #343
Edith Jenk learned to be unseen long before anyone thought to watch her. By seventy-five, she had become so profoundly ordinary that people edited her out of their memories while she was still in the room. That suited her perfectly. It is much easier to spy on people who have already decided you’re just an old dear with a floral teacup. She lived alone at Number 12 Wattle Court, in a country town so Australian it looked like a picture on a tourist tea towel. Snake vine strangled fences, roofs rattled in summer storms, and a local dam everyon...
Weekly Contest #317
Friday night at the Razzelberry Family’s home; “Dad, I’ve got your pizza, it’s getting cold, come out of the dunny!” Lenny yelled at the toilet door. “Just close your eyes, don’t breathe, and bring it in to me, mate,” Dad suggested. “I’m going to be in here a while.” Lenny balanced the box on his hand as he ran in and out of the toilet like a ninja. He’d shoved the pizza at the direction of his dad’s head, heard a satisfied “cheers,” and bolted back out before the smell could catch him. Mum clapped her hands from the kitchen and announced, “...
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