Gabriel Smith
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Demon writer, I write for fun. Enjoy challenges, send me one if you want to inspire.
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The Black Lake of Dour
The Black Lake of Dour Heidi lay staring at the ceiling, still sweating. The nightmare she had woken up from still shook her. She kept her eyes closed, still scared she might open them and see the focusless gaze of the two teenage boys she had the misfortune of finding the previous week at Grannys.
By Gabriel Smith4 years ago in Fiction
Red Velvet
Red Velvet “But I don’t want to stay with Grandma!” The young woman grumbled, her hands folded angrily in her lap. She was well dressed, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, the frilly blue dress feeling like a relic of older high class children. Heidi hated it.
By Gabriel Smith5 years ago in Fiction
For the Angels
The night was silent, save for the crickets. The barn door was closed, as it always was when work was to be done; otherwise it was open so air could circulate. Jakob worked feverishly by lamplight, his ears straining for any sign that his wife was home.
By Gabriel Smith5 years ago in Fiction
