Vol. VIII

    I went into my Uncles’ old room. Everything was covered in sheets. The golden afternoon light filtered through the blinds. I went to the closet and opened the door. There was a cardboard box. I opened it up and saw an old lunch pail, some pens, a hammer and a few books on bird watching. […]

Kessa’s Curse

I ran into the church. No surprise, it was empty, had been since it was abandoned in the nineteen thirty somethings. The pews looked half eaten, taken by mold. The carpet was matted and old, withering away like the decaying walls. The windows were stained and the whole building stank of time and abandonment. “Kessa!” […]