Tag Archive | Tyr Kieran
Snipe Hunt
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Austin gave a nervous chuckle as he looked back and forth between his fellow Scouts’ faces, searching for a sign that this was just a stupid joke. The two older kids held his stare, unblinking. “You’re kidding, right?” Austin finally said. “No way. They’re real,” Eddy replied. “Nasty…
Life In The Pit
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
I stood among chaos. Bodies swarmed in all directions, screaming. My heart thumped, pounding erratically as if desperately trying to catch its breath. The mêlée—a whirlwind of life and death—churned around me. My clothes were spattered in mingled sweat and grime. The pit was terrifying. I fought against…
Damned Words 9
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Time Jon Olson How long has it been? No way to keep track. Not in here; not in this crypt. I’m sure the humans know. Once, they were prey; I was the hunter, too powerful for defeat. How long since they dug this pit and threw me in?…
Damned Words 8
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Nothing Lives Jon Olson Reflections in windows tease and haunt, showing what was, and what is no longer. Do not look at the glass! Damn, too late. Reflected before me is a tree. Its trunk, branches, and leaves, all on display. I want it to be real. I…
New Love
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
“That was a crazy night, huh?” Arthur spoke the words over his shoulder as he groped around the table for his glasses. They were hard to miss with their stereotypical thick black frames and even thicker lenses. Cold against his skin, he shivered while fitting them into place.…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 