Give me one more blustery good night. More of a past, dead silence spoken from dark moon’s hollow bite. Down below where I like it. Down below, an ill fate sealed tight.
Foreword: Though the elements of horror fiction commonly make their way into my writing, it is oddly one of my least common reading choices. The bulk of which, when I do partake, is centered on a psychological component. In appreciation, few other subjects offer a laboratory as free for exploration. I felt, in holiday spirit, what’s the harm? Hope you enjoy.