Daniel Freeman
Bio
A friend accidentally got me into writing, and now I can't stop
Stories (39/0)
Midnight Guardian
I can’t get rid of that pest. Face down, its light cuts through the room and pierces my eyes. Face up, it illuminates my ceiling to imitate the sun. But no matter where it’s facing, its buzz shakes me awake before I can fully close my eyes. Then I have to get up and drift over to see what triggered it before silencing it again. That damned screech keeps me too hot to rest and leaves me in the morning with frozen saliva hanging from my chin. I have to let it tire out about 87 percent every night before I can finally put it down, and then the next day it all repeats like the Earth’s rotation. And I can’t get rid of it. It’s too convenient to keep anywhere other than in my room.
By Daniel Freeman 2 years ago in Fiction
Morbus
Morbus was still thirsty. It seemed like the more it drank, the thirstier it became. It never gets tired of ensnaring prey and seeing its precious delicacy ooze out. It must have hit a growth spurt, because it’s happened a lot more often recently. And it’s my job to harvest more with that wicked, silver fang. Every. Damn. Time.
By Daniel Freeman 2 years ago in Fiction
Those Who Rave In The Dark
Beware of my Halloween party! You're invited, but be warned, because you're gonna have a bad time. There's no way we can host a Halloween party without the proper songs to go along with it. Music can make or break an experience. That's why I've made a playlist to give you a reality check through your skull.
By Daniel Freeman 3 years ago in Beat