Horror
At Least It's Not a Gazebo
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I wasn't surprised, really, not at first. It's not that far a walk from here to the spine of the Appalachian Trail, so there's many a hiker passing through stop here instead of at the campsites. Most of us are on this trail to get away from humans, so why would we want to cluster together every night? And sometimes those way stations get too close for comfort, and someone's gonna snore too loud, and the floor's hard, and someone's elbow is gonna dig you in the ribs. Yeah, I speak from experience.
By Meredith Harmon4 years ago in Fiction
The Cabin, the Flame, and Angie
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Randy remembered that cabin and that candle. The cabin was made of old, random sized logs that are showing their age. Angie would light a candle in the right front window when she was free to meet him. He would go to their place in the woods and wait for her. He loved Angie. But he had failed to protect her. The past came rushing back to him as he stood watching the flame.
By larry c nickell4 years ago in Fiction
Forgive Me
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The flame danced, enticing those in the shadows to come out. Becoming a beacon to all things lost. As the light grew, so too did the shadows of the trees surrounding the cabin; morphing the branches into fingers clawing towards the candlelight like the hands of someone buried alive desperately trying to grasp at anything to pull themselves up.
By Kayli Bolds4 years ago in Fiction
Cabin to Safety
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Amanda and her family spent every summer here when she was a kid. She remembered the excitement she felt in the weeks before their arrival. She and her brothers Mike and Tim would stay up late talking about the things they would do: fishing down at the lake, stick carving, building a fort deep in the woods. But their favorite activity was a game they'd play with the neighboring kids called "Cabin to Safety."
By Merrie Sanders4 years ago in Fiction
The Missing Ingredient
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Joey Riley might not have noticed it at all if he hadn't hit the sharp stone on his bicycle and gotten a flat tire at the very spot on the dirt road where there was a gap in the dark forest where the old path came out, and you could look right in and see the old log building, rotting away. Blink and you miss it if you're driving by.
By Kate Sutherland4 years ago in Fiction
By Candlelight
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night a candle burned in the window. Well, what was left of the window anyway. The small flame cast long shadows over the decimated infrastructure of what had once been someone’s home.
By Kayla May Howard4 years ago in Fiction
RITUAL
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Mists, catching the faint light of the moon, drifted silently along the forest floor. The wind, moved through the trees in long waves, creating a rising and falling crescendo of rattling leaves.
By mark william smith4 years ago in Fiction
Mountain Rangers
Old Miao casually put the wooden door on, then stepped on the footprints that had been deposited for decades and walked towards the mountain. The scenery around him seemed to be unchanged from yesterday, but for Lao Miao, the slightest change might change his life.
By megangochoa4 years ago in Fiction
