Grem Strachan
Bio
3D Art and Animation graduate from Scotland who likes writing stories.
Stories (3/0)
The Long Night. Content Warning.
It was thirty seconds to midnight. In the dark hours of the early morning, Prince Angel Faolin had been roused by a deep, thrumming mechanical hum. His country, Gethmane, was at war in the south so such noises were not unusual: another passing warship sailing down from the mountains to join the battles against the Galisthroan forces. Still, the distant war unsettled his young mind.
By Grem Strachan12 months ago in Horror
The Secrets of Geadais Cottage
Geadais Cottage was every bit as beautiful as the letter clutched tightly in Maggie Scott's hand had described it. She stood before the little building now and despite the bitter chill of the icy autumn rain, she couldn't help but feel excited about this new beginning. The cottage was dilapidated, its red shingled roof missing tiles and the grounds overgrown but the rose bushes that bloomed at each side of the old wooden door were beautiful; a sign of the new life she hoped to breathe into the old girl. The windows were dusty - Maggie even noticed one window was missing entirely, replaced with wooden boards but they were tightly packed enough that the elements couldn't penetrate the house. None of it upset her though: she was looking forward to beginning the renovations as soon as possible.
By Grem Strachanabout a year ago in Fiction