Games, Illustrations and Short Stories
All characters are fictive.
There was something coming this way. Something big. The forest was unquiet, the animals were running, screaming. Kilkili and Boas exchanged a look. Boas had never seen his brothers eyes like this. So wide. So scared.
The Kembera family were respected for their hunters and warriors. Now a khakhua, a demon witch, had infected their village, taken control of one of their own…
This story has been rewritten and republished. It was first published on fictionspawn.com September 29. 2016.
Johnny hated Swedish people. They disgusted him. All the time more of them came to his neighbourhood, always so hip, so modern. It was unbearable.
They gave him bad dreams. Hordes of evil Swedes doing him harm. He woke up, sweating. They were gone, but in the darkness there was something else. Something was feeding on his fear.
One night, in a horrible nightmare, the Swedes were about to murder him…
He woke up on a bed in a small room. There were no sheets on the mattress. He was sure there had been yesterday.
Oh, delightful yesterday.
Maybe she’d taken them away to clean them. He looked around the room. His clothes were gone, too. Strange.
The room had two doors. One leading out of the cabin, where he came in. The one on the other side of the room was half open….
The old woman was sitting in her chair in front of the vivid flames in the fireplace. A child was … More
A man was going home alone, late at night. Marlor watched him as he walked towards the forest. His victim. … More
It was getting dark, and rain was in the air. Jeffrey didn’t want to sleep outside tonight, not at all. … More
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