Sam Mackerras
Stories (6/0)
To You
I remember it like it was yesterday. You were so helpless, so small. I was going to eat your parents. They looked tasty. Though your Father looked a bit old even for my palate. Your Mother on the other hand looked worried, agitated, anxious even, but young. She was always peering over her shoulder, checking her surroundings, telling your Father to hurry up or she would leave him there too. It was only once they'd left that I truly realised what they'd left behind...
By Sam Mackerras 2 years ago in Fiction
The Cabin of Existentially Imposed Exile
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The writer sat down at his desk, dusted off his old typewriter and stared at it for a moment. Then, without warning, he got to work on his final story.
By Sam Mackerras 2 years ago in Horror
The World that Remained
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. There weren't always creatures in the forests. There wasn't always screaming in the villages. There weren't always undead Kings occupying the throne. But here we are. The world we currently reside in...
By Sam Mackerras 2 years ago in Horror