Emotionally or creatively evocative
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I write from the edge of dreams and nightmares—where shadows have voices and silence has teeth. Horror, strange fiction, and emotional echoes from the places we don’t talk about. Enter if you dare.
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"Missed Call at Midnight"
Missed Call at Midnight The first time it happened, Daniel was drunk. He’d been alone on his birthday for the third year in a row. No party, no cake, just a bottle of scotch and reruns of Jeopardy echoing through the walls of his too-quiet apartment. It was close to midnight when his phone buzzed. He was too far gone to notice until the next morning, when he blinked blearily at the missed call notification.
By Emotionally or creatively evocative7 months ago in Fiction
“The Last Letter from Apartment 6B”
The Last Letter from Apartment 6B Harold was the kind of mailman who counted steps and memorized faces. Not because he had to, but because he liked the routine of it—liked knowing that Mrs. Yates in 3A always ordered gardening catalogs, or that the young couple in 2D still hadn’t changed their names after the wedding.
By Emotionally or creatively evocative7 months ago in Fiction
