Tag: Short Story
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Hallowe’en 2016: The Spell Helpline
Some of you may remember that in an earlier post, I wrote about a handful of Seasonal Spirits who had arrived in our neck of the woods, and who went on to cause a ‘handful’ of issues here and there. Well, enough was enough, and I took matters into my own hands, and ventured into…
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The Watcher Amongst the Trees
She stands. She watches. She hardly ever moves. Is she waiting for someone? Looking for something? She allows herself to be seen, occasionally. And occasionally, she is seen smiling. Some say she is the Lady in White, who wails throughout the woods on dark stormy nights, calling out an inaudible name. Others say she is…
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Magical Mishap
Look, it wasn’t my fault. I’d gone into the Bathroom to perform a little spell to try to get rid of all of the Seasonal Spirits I’d somehow managed to unleash in an earlier post. I’d gathered all of the required items, elements and other whatnots and set about casting the spell. For those who…
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Eyes!
Even through the darkness they shone, peering from the top shelf like some twisted and horrific CCTV system, without the equipment. The flickering candlelight and echoing tick tock tick of the free-standing clock on the other side of the cellar made them become more alive. Animated. They bobbed and blinked and stared forwards, silently observing…
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The Wraith’s Wrath
He was annoyed. Ooh, was he annoyed. He was so annoyed you couldn’t shake a stick at it. He was that annoyed. He’d passed through death without the dying part. He was undead without becoming dead in the first place. His life as he knew it had ended, yet it carried on. He was still…
The Mansionic Perspective 