Dan is an English Copywriter and Author, currently residing in Luxembourg.
The dead sheep lay across the road, its glazed eye reflecting the light from the car’s single headlamp. It lay in a small puddle of blood which was slowly being washed away by the light rain.
By Dan Seavers5 years ago in Horror
Professor Swann wasn’t particularly keen on coffee. He found it way too coarse, and no matter how many nips of sugar he added to it, he found it left a rather bitter taste in his mouth. It certainly didn’t have the refinement of tea, that’s for sure.