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Todd and Fiona Matheisson lived in a gated community named Egret Landing. It was one of those planned communities in the middle of what had once bee..
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The grandfather clock struck midnight, the heavy tones echoing throughout the house, and sending a chill down Craig’s spine. It must have had ..
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The grandfather clock struck midnight, the heavy tones echoing throughout the house, and sending a chill down Craig’s spine. It must have had ..
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It was cold.
Todd turned on the tall, alien space heaters on the back patio and the green, glowing lights in the pool. Some people dipped their ..
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This is a story inspired by a bit from POPULAR DELUSIONS AND THE MADNESS OF CROWDS that I quite liked with the recent lunar eclipse as a catalyst.
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It started, it all started, with one stupid mistake. A rookie mistake that people warn young girls about when they move to the city. Do not, under a..
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Melissa had a water sprite in her bathroom.
At least, that’s what she had deduced from an hours worth of trying to communicate with the wo..
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Domma was with Melissa for a week before they could speak to each other. In that time they developed a language that was a little hers and a little ..
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The woman who stared back at Melissa from the mirror was not herself. She didn’t recognize her. Yet, there was something deeply resonate in th..
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The glamour that had been put on Melissa was now off. It had allowed Domma to show her what she really looked like but now no one, other than those ..
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