A monster looking in the mirror. Aak fictionspawn

Reflection

He looked down on his reflection. He saw his own face, dry and worn, nothing but a shadow of who he used to be. The forest was dying around him.

There were no birds anymore. No animals, just a fly every once in a while. He had learned how to catch them, but they weren’t much food.

Down by the lake he could see the old pram lying by the shore, sunken into the water. There were no more fish, no more nothing. Poison. It was where it had started, so silently.

He followed the water upstream…

Skulls in the forest. A girl. Aak fictionspawn.

Hidden Gardens

A lonely paradise

in the darkest groves

Beauty

Safety

Death.

Come to me, come…

my child

Alone

forever

I made the sketch and draft for this many years ago, and it’s been…

Skeletons in the Closet Aak fictionspawn

Hidden Secrets

The two children stood paralysed, staring at the hole in the wall. The dark smell of rot filling the room was unbearable. Between the bones a scull stared up at them, as if it was judging them for breaking the rules. Another stared into the darkness behind, into nothingness.

The front door opened downstairs.

Children! I’m home!

Carrie and James looked at each other. At the door. At the hole in the wall…. (more)

An elderly woman in a house. Aak fictionspawn

The Old Hag in the Window

She stood there in the widow staring down at him. He tried not to look up there, but he couldn’t. He walked by as fast as he could as he always did. Her narrow eyes glared at him. He could feel her stare in his chin as he passed, holding back not to run. By the end of the road he sent her a hateful glare

Crows screaming danger. Aak fictionspawn

Scavengers

This story is connected to yesterday’s post Empty Funeral. They can be read individually and in any order.

He opened the hatch and threw the garbage bag into the container. He looked up on the old house on the end of the road. It was dark. No light in the window on the second floor. Not anymore. The crows were sitting in the tree as always. He felt they were staring at him.

They saw me go up there.

Walking up towards his house, he looked over his shoulder. He had left the front gate open. He was sure he had closed it.

He turned and walked back down. He couldn’t leave it open, there were so much strange things going on these days. Horrible people. People like him… (more)

Crows watching a funeral. Aak fictionspawn

Empty Funeral

No one showed up at the funeral. The church was empty, only the priest and the coffin. The grave digger was standing by the door. The silence was striking, every move the priest made echoed through the big hall.

They pulled the coffin out on a trolley. The graveyard was empty as well. Every once in a while a car drove by on the road on the other side of the field. Crows were gathering in the skies as they walked down towards the far side, down by the fence… (more)