Howdy everybody, I just wanted to swing by and post this short little story since I didn’t really manage to write anything for Halloween last year. So without further adieu, here’s this, another short little experiment in present tense writing from a 2nd person perspective. I hope you like it. (Happy Halloween!) It’s deep in…
Visitant
Upon arriving home after making it through another day, a troubled man finds that he is not alone.
The Three Strings of Shame
-A quick 2 hour’s work, this might stay a one shot or I might add more. I wanted to try and write a horror story, not something I’ve ever done before.-
A man returns to his ancestral home and inherits an instrument, and finds its his soul that get’s played with instead.
“No, I’m done. I can’t finish this.” – Snowdrake’s “NOPE.jpg” moment trying to read this story.