Kevin McLaughlin
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Sins of the Past
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I wasn’t supposed to be here, no one was supposed to be here. The cabin had been condemned ever since I was a boy living in the trailer park down at the bottom of the hill the cabin overlooks. Yet here I was, at the end of a long hallway illuminated only by the sole flickering candle on the windowsill where the hall opened into a large room. I took a hesitant step forward, the floorboards groaned under the weight of my bare feet, shattering the silence of the moment. I hesitated, my heart beating against the skin of my chest, my breath shaky and broken as I strained, listening for anything or anyone else. All was quiet.
By Kevin McLaughlin2 years ago in Horror
Expedition of the Lost Valley
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Long before the large, winged serpents, there had been giants, tall and magnificent, towering above all the other creatures of the land. Then one day, as all things do, they died. Local legend was that the towering white mountains covered with thick, crawling trees on each side of the valley were composed of their bones, eroded into fine jagged points. Although, had these mountains truly been made of bone, then by God, Marcus would have known it. Dr. Marcus Koenig was after all a paleontologist by profession, and one of the most experienced when it came to a certain kind of fossil, those of dragons.
By Kevin McLaughlin2 years ago in Fiction