Where the Shepherd Dogs Lie_Entrusted_The Obstinacy_Strangers in the Woods
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Where the Shepherd Dogs Lie
(Content Warning: Fantasy Violence, Mild Language.) Lee Oswald awoke to the sound of a shrieking moan not more than ten yards from his bedroom window. Without contemplation, his feet hit the cold floor running, knowing that his cattle were in danger. Rushing through his cabin, Lee eyed his double-barrel shotgun hanging above his fireplace and grabbed it. The weapon was always loaded for occasions just like this, and for a brief moment, Lee was glad he had it. Wearing nothing but white long johns, he exploded outside, ready for combat. The cool air stabbed Lee’s skin like a thousand daggers era...
Entrusted
By now most of the townspeople in our neighborhood have seen the strange figure in some form or other. Auggie, herself , has run away from it a few times.But it always finds her. It wants her. Why her? Her keen intuition is on red alert. The figure is close…. Too f-in close…“This right here…” Augwww.onedoor.ccgie complains, shaking her index finger back and forth for emphasis, “going out in a pitch black area on a Friday night…very bad idea right now. It’s still out there. Any of us could be it’s next meal !” But the group of teens ignore her warning, continuing to make their way down the trail. She know...
The Obstinacy
The darkened room was only lit by a few shimmering candles that were making shadows on the wall. In the candle-light, a woman could be seen sitting on a sofa across the table. She was middle-aged, wearing a long purple robe over her clothes, and her mysterious black eyes were gazing in the girl’s honey colored who was sitting across her. She was a young girl, around thirteen, dressed in a frock, and was glancing around the room, surprised by it’s darkness. ‘Lisa.’ The woman called in a husky voice. ‘Mum? Why did you bring me here? Is this where you work? Why is the room black?’ The girl ans...
Strangers in the Woods
It was cold, and the little leaf buds were closed tight, as if hugging themselves warm, waiting for spring to properly arrive, before taking the risk of opening up to the world. The golden shafts of sunlight broke up the shadow of the evergreen pines and spruces, interrupted by silver birch trees, that fell on the moss- and lichen-covered hillside. The view was beautiful, but Jane knew it would be far better from the top of the hill. She quickened her pace. The trail leading up the slope was well worn, speaking of the many that had passed this way before her. The light was fading fast.She brok...