Syntheri Gnosis
Stories (3/0)
Medium
I hear the bell of my door ring with a following slam. No one called out to me, as they often do. Here in my home, I provide the service of fortune telling. Many clients thrive on my readings, as if they struggle to face the unknown. Always prepared, must know what comes forth toward them, leaving no sight unturned. None are as aggressive to my door as the slam. Often they lurk in slowly as if held in skeptics and paranoia. A questioning fear that what dwells within the confines of my home is monstrous and will pull them inward to a ghastly demise if disturbed. They speak softly to me, and call my name with hesitance. To whom would want to anger a medium?
By Syntheri Gnosis6 years ago in Horror
Gehenna
I have been accused of Sorcery and Witchcraft. I will be burned at the eve of tomorrow. It is lies! I have been a faithful woman of God, a loyal servant. One of his most loyal. Since childhood, I have not been absent a sermon. I have raised abandoned children as my own, donated to the offering each mass, and held no God before him. I have aided this community and served as the village nurse. I have buried loved ones and prepared new marriages. I have repaired old marriages! I have counseled and advised. Lightened hardships and toughened bonds. Been a devoted wife to my husband; a descipable man that abused and neglected his duties, though a word was never cast from me. The secrets he contained. He fancied the younger girls, he did. Chasing after them as a rabid beast hunts its prey. Though I mended his threads, warmed his baths, and served his feasts. Silently.
By Syntheri Gnosis6 years ago in Futurism