Paul Schembri
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I live in Australia and love to write and read. I'm in the middle of editing a draft, rewriting a second book and planning a third. I enjoy studying Japanese, playing videos games and writing short stories to relax.
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Last Meal
The two brothers sat across from each other; the small, round table barely capable of accommodating the two with their crude meals. Though the food lacked the class they had grown accustomed to, the taste was more pleasant given the circumstances they were now in.
By Paul Schembri6 years ago in Futurism
Craven
“Tell me. What is it you fear most?” the shapeless creature asked, “I want the joy of feasting on your terror.” Try as he might, the traveller couldn’t help but stare into the blood-red eyes glistening before him. Save for his perpetual fear, those piercing eyes were the only constant in this foreign world. The atmosphere seemed a swirling mixture of purple and grey mist, and his body, seemingly suspended in mid-air, felt as though it were being moved about by the tremendous beating of his own heart. Somehow, the creature knew he was afraid despite the brave face the traveller wore. Perhaps it was the moment he let out a stifled whimper when the monster shrouded him in shadow and dragged him into the underworld. He had been in many perilous situations before, and just like his present condition, he found himself turned around and lost for a way out.
By Paul Schembri6 years ago in Horror
