A man riding through a nightmare Aak fictionspawn

Ride

Trapped in shadows

Haunted by wilt

He whispers in vain

a scream

Horrors of the future

Fears of what’s done

Judgements

of the unknown

Longing for truce

nowhere to hide

The sinister wraiths

they are him

This illustration is based on a pencil sketch I made as far back as…

An arthropod monster attacks a city. Aak fictionpawn

Natural Enemy

-It’s coming this way! Jerome the bell-ringer was shouting, almost screaming, his heart beating wildly. -Please, God! Help us!

Father Juan was staring towards the horizon. They had heard the rumours. A monster. Centipede body, mantis eyes. Big as a mountain. Destroying villages, castles and cities along its way.

-Only one thing can save us now… Come, follow me!

Jerome hurried after the priest as he ran down the stairs of the clock tower. They entered the door to the private chambers. A staircase went deep down underneath the cathedral cellars, a staircase Jerome never knew existed. At the end of a long corridor rusty hinges shrieked as the priest pulled an old door open.

The room was dark and humid, smelled of rot and dirt. The light from the fire torch fell on a small crystal box in a corner. The book inside was old, very old. It had strange marks on it, runes and symbols. Unholy…

A ghost in a house Aak fictionspawn

Haunted

No one ever went close to the old house on top of the hill. The last family who lived there fled in a couple of weeks. Others before them had not been as lucky.

Now a car was driving up the driveway. Two children came out from the back seat. The driver helped their mother inside with some boxes and suitcases befre he drove off.

A shadow was watching from the window. Once again they would invade his home, once again he would have to defend his property. Just because he was dead, they thought they could come and take what was his.

They would regret this…

Tentacles attacking a sailboat Aak fictionspawn

From the Deep – The Sailboat

Cong stared over Mike’s shoulder. Mike turned slowly around. A tentacle rose up beside the boat, Another took grip on the fence.

Alaaaaaarrrm!!! Cong screamed. Huang, the last of the crew came running up on deck, pulling his pants up. He stopped. Mike was pulled out into the water right in front of him. He disappear in the waves.

Cong grabbed a machete from the table, charged. He cut one of the monstrous arms.

Grab something! He screamed to Huang. Fight!

Huang grabbed an oar, went running towards another arm. Something grabbed the oar, pulled it out of his hand. A huge eye were staring at him…

Bottles of weather Aak fictionspawn

The Weather Maker

Tapping his fingers on the table, he looked at the little bottles in front of him. Eeny meeny miny moe… he stopped at the biggest one. He grabbed it, walked over to the window. Watched the blue sky for a moment, took a deep breath of fresh summer air. The little tap was put tight, he had to struggle for a little while to get it off. Dark clouds came flowing out of the bottle, up towards the skies. They grew. The sky darkened…

A dragon and a monk Aak fictionspawn

Enlightenment

Every day he sat by the river side, meditating to the sound of the waterfalls. There was nowhere in the world he felt more connected than right here, nowhere he felt closer to himself, to the Universe. Nowhere he could see clearer.

Today he had gone up there before the sun went up. He sat there all day, the river always changing, always the same.

He sat there through the morning, through the afternoon. The sun was going down in a distance, and nowhere else. There was no need to go anywhere else, no need to change.

He drifted on into himself, into eternity. So deep, so real. So present.

He saw something, in the mist…