‘Where there is no imagination there is no horror.’ Arthur Conan Doyle Continue reading
Everyone likes fairy tales, don’t they? We all know that everyone here loves darkness even more. So we thought, why not combine those two?
This frosty December we share with you a gothic story.
(a sequel to the Bloody teardrops article from last year)
He was chasing me through the corridor. If I had a beating heart right now, it would have probably gone into a frenzy. Blood ran down my cheek from the deep stroke of his blade. He had caught me by surprise back there in the train cabin. I never saw it coming. I should have known better; I should have been less distracted by the beautiful colour of his eyes and paid more attention to their sharpness. Continue reading