BroKen AvaTar
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The Box in the Attic
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The window was high. For years Fallon believed the porthole window was decorative. He had been at this cabin his whole life since he was a child. His parents had built it the day he was born. The winter chill bit deep at his bones as he realized he was alone and he had never lit a candle in the apparent attic. Someone was here.
By BroKen AvaTar4 years ago in Horror
Blacksleeve
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. The air didn’t always smell of brimstone and your eyes didn’t always sting of sulfur. Birthdays and weddings weren’t interrupted by screams, and nightmares didn’t happen during the day. Swords became stained with crimson sacrifices, and axes became dull against bones. This was a new age, a new era, and the light was dimming fast.
By BroKen AvaTar4 years ago in Fiction
