Silent stars sparkle in the sky
Softly singing a lullaby
Swaying shadows shroud the street
Serene and still, a peaceful retreat
Savoring the scent of summer's sweet
Serenading crickets with their beat
So surreal, this magical scene
Suffused with a sense of serene.
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Reflections of Terror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. It was my first day in my new apartment, and I had just finished unpacking all my things. I walked into the bedroom and caught sight of myself in the mirror. But the person staring back at me wasn't me.
By koustav banerjee3 years ago in Horror
One Unchecked Box
"Republished" because it was the only way to add the embed for the newly recorded audio version of this story due to the Top Story badge. Plus it serves as a nice, informal announcement of the podcast's revival for another season (go subscribe!):
By Stephen A. Roddewig4 days ago in Fiction
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Superb ✨💖