Ad Heroibus, Auxilium_Appledeath_No Refunds_A Night In The Graveyard
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Ad Heroibus, Auxilium
Every time I close my eyes, I see the troll. It looms in front of me, drool slavering from its monstrous orange jaws. It looks rather like Dr Suess’s Lorax, but it’s much bigger and much hungrier. It looms over me, opening its mouth. This is the moment I’ve been preparing for all term. My heart is beating faster than that roller coaster I was too scared to ride when I was eight and Laurel had her birthday party at a theme park. The troll gets closer and closer, opening its mouth wider. I catch a glimpse of jagged, orange teeth. Dr Suess forgot to mention the dental problems. This is it. This i...
Appledeath
“You’re wearing the sheet.”“For the last time, I am not wearing the sheet!” Cassian crossed his arms over his Guns N’ Roses shirt, floating beside the apple tree. His heavy sigh blew a strand of white hair out of his translucent face.Santi scrabbled up the bark like a squirrel. “C’mon, the ghost in the sheet’s a classic.”He popped his head through the tree, inches away from her face. “Doesn’t anyone have any respect for the dead these days?”“Pssssh.www.onedoor.cc You are such a boomer.”“Don’t call me that! I was born after the baby boom.”“Oh yeah? When?”“I dunno. Like, 1975 or something.”“Boooooomer.” Santi...
No Refunds
"You think you’re cursed?"Patrick couldn't contain his simmering glare from peppering the up-until-this-moment kind stranger with as much ill-will as he could muster. He had told his tale a hundred times since hearing his fate. A hundred times of the same questions, same dodgy replies, and the same tactless subversion a friendly conversation could afford. But, he had no other choice, and hoped that this time, the luck of the Irish would be with him."I know I’m cursed," he says, turning that glare onto the polished bar top. The stranger winced as Patrick tossed another shot down his throat, the...
A Night In The Graveyard
"Sell it to me." Carissa laughed at Sawyer's preposterous suggestion. It was another foggy summer morning and the two were lazily leaning against the grand oak tree overlooking the empty gardens below. "C'mon you can't tell me you're not even the slightest bit intrigued by the notion of spending the night in the graveyard," Sawyer was starting to chuckle, seeing Carissa trying to keep her composure as she could sense his bombardment of absurd reasons were about to spew out, "Look, there's going to be a full moon tonight, you can-" "Full moon, huh? Are you trying to lure me out of my cozy, and ...