Day #5: Many Colours by Elizabeth Averay Alone in the restaurant. Sitting waiting for my family and their partners, knowing they aren’t coming. I have been here for an hour and a half. This was meant to be a celebration. I graduated top of my class from Uni and I was told we would celebrateContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
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12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day #5: Many Colours by Amber Averay Fill the ground with rotting corpses Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Perish mothers’ sons and daughters Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Feed the soil with blood and tissue Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Flood the earth with bone and sinew Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Who doesn’t love this time of year? The craziness, the frenzy, the absolute chaos – nobody knows what they’reContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 5
Many Colors Reds and yellows, greens and blues,These are the colors that many choose. But for me, tradition means so little,Such colors are old and brittle. Colors mean nothing, if the spirit is gone,Find love in your heart, and greet the dawn. Life is what you make it, holidays too,Now what you want, is allContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 5”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day #4 – He Is Coming, Part 2 – by Elizabeth Averay Waking to a dim earthen room with no windows or visible doors, I sit up groggily and realise I am not alone. There are eleven others here. I am, by the looks of it, the oldest. Trying to remember how I came toContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day #4 – He Is Coming by Amber Averay ‘He sees you when you’re sleeping.’ If that’s not the creepiest thing you’ve ever heard, then there is something seriously wrong with you. Makes me think of someone peeping through your window while you’re undressing, or hiding in your wardrobe and waiting for slumber to claimContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas..Fear: Day 4
He Is Coming The celebrations are beautiful and joyous, but no one else around her remembered where it had all originated from. All they saw was the cheer and joy, and remembered nothing of the darkness that spawned it all. She remembered it, because she was one of the few behind it who had managedContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas..Fear: Day 4”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day #3 – In the Spirit – Part One by Elizabeth Averay Sitting in the loungeroom of my best friend Kristie’s house, just relaxing and watching movies. We were meant to go out to a party but as I arrived Kristie’s parents drove off, leaving a petulant Kristie standing at the door glowering after theirContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day #3 – In the Spirit It’s a run-down old mansion. Vines and creeper crawling over crumbling walls, shattered windows resembling broken, rotted teeth, and the roof pocked with holes and carpeted with mould. The stairs leading to the front door are rickety and unstable, the path from the gate is uneven and sprouting weeds.Continue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 3
In the Spirit The bright lights called to her like nothing else had in over a millenia. There was that time during the Victorian Era where spirit boards were all the rage, and she would pop in for a chat with a lonely housewife from time to time, but as the fad ebbed, so hadContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 3”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 2
The Gift The thing creeped him out. He couldn’t even bring himself to call it a doll. The porcelain face was fractured and peeling and the clothes hung in tattered rags on a body that was spilling saw dust and who knew what else from split seams whenever it was touched or handled. He’d shoved it asContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 2”
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