He ran into the forest, the shadows. Into the darkness. No one had seen him. He walked between the trees. … More
Dear Margareth. I write you today with heavy heart. There’s no easy way to put this, so I’ll write it … More
Rain started falling. The water made it harder. Dirt kept falling into the hole as he dug. Lightning lit up … More
He sat on the pier with his head in his hands. Over the silent lake nothing could be heard but … More
Tic tac tic tac from the tower he saw it all, the trees, the lake, the village small the forest … More
He lifted the axe. Hate flowed trough him. Anger. Rage. A crow was watching. The violence. It felt good. It … More
Henry finished his story. It was a short little piece, a story about a murder. Dark, even darker than the … More
I stood in the middle of the room, watching the horrible symbol in front of me. A little girl had … More
After her father died things had gotten worse. Her mother never let her out. Ever. She didn’t go to school. … More
Gundersen was watching his paper factory. It was all going very well these days. They had a lot of profit. … More
The night was dark. Lightning and thunder shook the village. The little family were sitting in the hut, scared as … More
He walks over to her. His eyes lit up with hatred. Apple thieves. Intruders.
He lifts the saw.