The walls curve inward. The air smells of damp stone.
The hallway feels less like architecture and more like something organic, like the inside of a throat.
The footsteps behind her become a drumbeat.
Tag Archives: urban fantasy
The Redundancy Room | Flash Fiction
At the end of the corridor was a heavy-looking red door with a metal sign at eye-level that read: Redundancy Room. Neil made his way towards it, driven more by curiosity than compliance.
Mirrors in the Mud | Flash Fiction
An exhausted and despairing soldier is navigating the muddy rivers of the labyrinthine trenches of enemy territory, until he comes face to face with someone he never expected to…
Seared Scallops and Ashes | Flash Fiction
A weary chef, a strange diner, and a midnight meal that serves more than food. Take a seat, something’s cooking at the Crossroads Café.
Sketches & Storytelling - Art, Illustration, and Storytelling 