Chris M Richards
EVIL SHADES AND COLOURS
EVIL SHADES AND COLOURS My days have always started in the same manner for many decades. Ejected from my sleep, covered in cold sweat, brought on by the traumatic events conducted by the hideous characters that haunt my nights, my dreams. I am consistently tied as while others rest peacefully, I spend the dark hours running, screaming, and trying to fight these monsters that only exist in my head. Even so, they are as real as you or me in my opinion.
"Of Freeing The Lost"
“OF FREEING THE LOST” By CHRIS M RICHARDS I believe I received my calling when I was around the age of ten. I witnessed a kitten being run over by a car. I immediately ran to save it. It was barely alive and in agony. It looked at me with devastation, desperation and had a hope in its eyes that I would help it. This I found difficult to accept so I simply pulled my first pocketknife I had received the previous year as a present for my birthday and cut the kitten’s throat. It began to gush blood out onto the road. The sight to me was beautiful, a bit gross but all glorious as the kitten died. I had freed it of its pain. I did the right thing. Do not tell me you would not have done the same.
"Under His Skin"
“UNDER HIS SKIN” ‘A new sensation’ -A Gay Erotic short story- By Chris M Richards. Warning: This is a story for adults only. Content contains graphic sexual descriptions that cannot be shared with those under the age of 18+. This story is a fictional fantasy written for entertainment only.