Artificial Interactions 8
A night to remember.
Tag: dinner
Crab Night
I’m not like them.
Prayer Before Meal
Time to say Grace.
Something Burning
Eddie, Do you smell that?
Someone Watching (True Horror)
A minute passes and I feel…wrong.
The Fish Were Biting – Hint Fiction
Tearing the flesh from his bones with forks and knives made of coral. They enjoyed a freshly caught meal.
Mercury The Scribe 