Adam Diehl
Stories (23/0)
Granted Wishes
"They thought it was the end of the world-a day that wouldn't end. It was purgatory or worse. They carved symbols into rocks, they cast bones, they opened the guts of their livestock. When no answers came, they sacrificed those they'd deemed culpable for one reason or another and for some, no reason at all. And when night finally came, they wailed in mourning for all the ill they had done."
By Adam Diehlabout a month ago in Fiction
Almost Froze
The clock was ticking and I get paid by the hour on these small jobs. I was running down a cold case. Some half-besotted coroner claimed a corpse just up and walked out of his autopsy room-chest still hanging down in flaps from the Y incision. Before you ask, the coroner was not a necromancer, nor did he have anything to gain from this particular body running amok with its veins full of formaldehyde. Trust me, I've met a few necromancers in my time. They are much better dressed. And they don't usually meet me in a freezer with a 60 second time lock on the door.
By Adam Diehl3 months ago in Fiction
The Speed of Life
He clutched his breast. "Oh God," he thought. "Oh God. Not now." Sledgehammers were pounding him in the chest. Fireworks exploded behind his eyes. He knew. Instinctively, he knew. This was the end. This was the end and he was going to die in a pathetic heap upon the ground.
By Adam Diehl3 months ago in Fiction
Harrowed
They sit across from each other, one man, one woman. The man has a knife in his hand which he is using to cut slices from an apple and then with it, feeding himself the slices. He holds the knife out to the woman, an apple slice sitting atop it. Her mouth is watering visibly but she shakes her head and curls her lip up into a sneer. She doesn't want anything from the man.
By Adam Diehl10 months ago in Horror
White, Snow White
Part I: History Lesson They say you can never go home again. To be honest, I never really wanted to. When I was seven years old, my stepmother hired someone to take me out into the woods and murder me and then take my heart back to her so that she could eat it. I know, right?
By Adam Diehl11 months ago in Fiction
Yellowstone or Bust
Yellowstone is like watching a fight break out while you're taking your family out to a nice meal at Steak-n-Shake. You can't understand why anyone would be fighting at Steak-n-Shake and you already paid and your child hasn't eaten all of their chicken tenders so, you're stuck with this inanity.
By Adam Diehl12 months ago in Critique
Flowers
As she bent down in the grass, he watched the sun glinting off her hair like novae brightening the galaxy for eons before their light reached thinking eyes. It was in these moments, now so hard to come by, that he knew humanity wasn't doomed as some cosmic accident that deserved whatever terrible catastrophe was just waiting its turn-that we all weren't just a naive mistake.
By Adam Diehlabout a year ago in Fiction
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