Frank slumped into the tired remains of the long-abandoned fast-food chicken restaurant. The fluorescent lights had been repaired and most of the rats scared away, but it still didn’t feel like the best place for a meeting. There was a church across the street, nice old building, but of course, a gathering there would raise … Continue reading Short Story – Necromantic Abominations Anonymous
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Short Story – When a Cold Wind Whistles
"Someone once told me stories are best told on a cold night next to a warm flame."


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