Polar Plunge
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Across the Threshold
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The events of that night haunted the Blue Ridge community for years, and as with all small-town horrors, it fueled the local gossip mill and gave way to superstitious ramblings. No one knows for certain what happened that night, no one but Veronica "Ronnie" Knowles.
By Polar Plunge2 years ago in Horror
Along the Cliffs
Miranda Walters sits in her wicker chair. The chair her mom most likely rocked her in as a newborn, twenty years ago. She’s watching the sun rise as she has for the past thirteen years. She used to sit on her dad's lap every morning as he read the paper. Now, at twenty years old, it's clear she misses her time with him. A soft breeze pushes a singular premature grey hair across her temple pulling focus away from the faint scar above her eyebrow. Her light blue eyes mirrored the ocean: a picture of calm. She hummed a lullaby as she presumably thought back on her life. She always loved the hint of salt in the air.
By Polar Plunge3 years ago in Horror