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Sanctuary
She holds porridge to their dry mouths
wretchedcreationsm
Mar 31, 20212 min read


The Lighthouse Committee
I slept at the counter with my head on the till. Each night, having failed to fill it, it filled my dreams instead
wretchedcreationsm
Mar 1, 20214 min read


Night Noise
and the creaking creepy tree chiroo chiroo the night noise makes chiroo chiroo chiree
wretchedcreationsm
Mar 1, 20211 min read


The Séance at the Wax Museum
... a grotesque half-woman, half-coyote head, fixed onto the wax body of a woman.
Cecilia Kennedy
Mar 1, 20214 min read


A Cautionary Tale (Love isn’t for sale)
By: Lisa Mary Armstrong Is love a gamble or a game we must play? She promised that he’d love me till his dying day I bought a love potion...
wretchedcreationsm
Mar 1, 20211 min read


Ink and Scales
Then, from behind the bar a melodic voice pulled him back. “What’ll it be then,” called the voice.
wretchedcreationsm
Mar 1, 20216 min read


Witchwords
bathe in the light of the absent moon
Elyssa Tappero
Mar 1, 20211 min read
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