Vivian Noir
Bio
The Future Ghost With the Most.
A curator of the odd and connoisseur of the strange.
Possibly also a demon.
Stories (6/0)
Children of the Hive
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But there were plenty of other sounds that filled the terrible void. She realized, perhaps too late, that anyone who told her that death was serene and peaceful, had told an appalling lie. The sound of the Hive was maddening.
By Vivian Noir2 years ago in Fiction
The Jollyman
Everyone around these parts has heard of 'The Jollyman'. Heck, I think I was about six or seven when my older brother used to scare me with bedtime stories about him. There wasn't a kid around this neck of the woods that hadn't had their skin nearly crawl off their body to campfire tales about 'The Jollyman'. It was just one of those legends around the area that ran thicker than river mud. And just as murky.
By Vivian Noir2 years ago in Horror
Tuesday Night at The Cheating Moon
There weren't always dragons in the valley. At least not as long as the girl could remember. And her memory was as long as an unspooled silken ribbon. She could wind the threads of recollection effortlessly along her tapered fingers, weaving a portrait of time's cocoon, long shuffled off and keened to the seven winds. She breathed deeply, stepping out of the hewn doorway of the inherited family dressmaker boutique. There was a strange scent hanging heavy on one of the several autumn mistrels that caressed her cheek: ochre, ash blossoms, and brimstone.
By Vivian Noir2 years ago in Fiction
What We Fear In The Light
Entry – March 12th In the aftermath, we howl at the fetid landscape and wonder what we have done. Poison drips in the air around us. The toxic clouds drove us underground long ago. And there we wait in the potent dark. In our silence. We had the scraps to rebuild. Pieces. Eclectic fragments of a life extinguished. We pieced them back together like a defective jigsaw puzzle, incomplete of all its parts. We cobbled together a form of what we could call a new beginning.
By Vivian Noir3 years ago in Fiction