Mel Ziarno

Joined April 2021

3 stories

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Enjoys blanket forts and urban exploring in equal quantities. Writer, dabbler, asker of questions, gazer of navel.

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The Hideout
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Rowland crouched by the un-lit fireplace, ice-cold and shaking from shock after her midnight dash through Bungonia Forrest, she fumbled the matches again and again.
By Mel Ziarno4 years ago in Horror
Let it breathe.
Sight "You waited?" "Of course," he said sweeping the door to the cottage open "I said I would." "But still... " I replied with scepticism.
By Mel Ziarno4 years ago in Fiction
The Turn
The Turn Relentless rain poured down the eighth storey window, obliterating the cityscape beyond into a fragmented melt of darkness and dazzle. The world had grown quiet and insular during the preceding month of constant downpour, badgering winds and bitter chills. No one ventured out.
By Mel Ziarno4 years ago in Fiction