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The Sphere of Darkness
Chapter One: Cyn Mithra 1 A wind, pendulous and cold swept across the Fields of Present World. Cyn Mithra, her crimson eyes gazing out from the high balcony felt a stirring in her heart. A sense of ill pervading the world.
My head was spinning and my head drooped in terror. “Welcome Soldier.” I didn’t even know who he was talking to. I couldn’t even open my eyes because I was in such a state.
Open Mind: Chapter Twelve
“That sounds made up,” Adrianna scoffed. It was the first thing she had said to me all week, and it wasn’t even a conversation that she had been included in. I was speaking to Lily -- one of the girls who had taken a fondness to me since I landed myself in the Comfort Room. “I’ve known a lot of girls here, and not one of them said anything about no Open Mind treatment.”
What's in a Name? (Part 7)
“I should have made the coffee,” Alex said as Trevor placed a steaming mug in front of her. The diary was on the table next to where she sat. As her glance fell on it, she remembered her harrowing experience in the basement and shuddered.
Movie Review: 'Scavenger' is One of the Worst Movies Ever Made THAT'S NOT A REASON TO SEE IT
Scavenger is among the most ugly, nasty and genuinely unpleasant movies I’ve ever endured. I hate saying that, I know I should not open the review with that. I know that people who release a movie as ugly and vile as Scavenger love for critics to say how awful they are, they consider a negative review such as this as good publicity. I hate that fact but I can’t put this lightly or simply dismiss the revulsion I felt while watching Scavenger.
The Haunting of Hill House: Beautiful Horror Masterpiece, Tragic Family Drama, or Both?
Netflix’s latest limited series The Haunting of Hill House is a chilling fantasy tale about a family broken apart by the spirits of their childhood home, one of the most haunted houses in America. While there are certainly ghosts and ghouls walking the halls of the titular Hill House, the family’s eclectic cases of mental illness, psychological trauma, and isolation fuel these nightmares and help deliver an authentically human horror story. Though creator/director Mike Flanagan may not have a perfect track record, his most effective work in the horror/thriller genre includes includes 2013’s Oculus , 2016’s Hush , and, in his first partnership with Netflix, 2017’s Gerald’s Game.
“You’re becoming more and more the spitting image of your mother every day,” Uncle Henry said. It was 1946. Lillith scoffed.
The grass waved as the gentle breeze ran through it. There was a young man standing in the middle of the field dressed solely in dark clothing. He was practicing his own form of mediation yoga. His black hair fell over his face briefly as he fell forward on the ground. A girl had appeared behind him dressed exactly like him. “Tommy!” she pushed him to ground when she hugged him. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
Let me begin at the beginning. A long time ago, I had a dream where I, as the invisible Dreamer/Protagonist, was in a museum in what I knew was modern South Africa. The museum was presided over by two young tour guides, male and female; both very blue-eyed, blonde; obviously of Dutch extraction. The foyer of the museum was very brightly lit, very white, with portraits hanging on the wall, red carpeting, a little lectern, or whatever for the male tour guide (who didn't look much older than eighteen) to stand at. I am not certain why I was supposed to be there, but I had the creeping, dawning realization that I was not allowed to leave Either the museum, South Africa, or this dream. But, regardless, the scene, in the way of dreams, shifted. Suddenly I seemed to be walking the cobbled streets of London; or, perhaps, some cobbled court, as I take it this was the modern world.
Talking With: Brian Norris of “Into the Dark: Blood Moon”
This edition of Talking With focuses on actor Brian Norris, since the Hulu release of Into the Dark: Blood Moon. The feature-length episode marks the second season finale of the horror anthology series from Blumhouse TV. The storyline follows a single mother out to protect her uniquely troubled child after they move to a new desert town looking for a fresh start. With the Spring Full Moon looming, a terrifying secret threatens their existence.
Russ squatted over a hole in the ground deep in the backwoods of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. It was the morning of the Fourth of July, the sun was shining, and life was good. Russ had been spending his Independence Days like this his whole life. As a child, his Summers were spent camping outside with his Dad from the first of June to the end of August. In the Fall, it was deer camp with all the men on his Dad’s side of the family. They’d go up to Escanaba and roll out two big army tents, one for the “barracks” and one for the “mess”. Now, as a grown man in his thirties, he had his dream job, which was building mountain bike trails all across the country. His company had him traveling to remote locales all over the U.S., camping out in the rolling hills of some wooded outpost with a crew, a battalion of earth movers, and literally, blazing new trails in the wilderness. He’d grown quite accustomed to hearing the yipping of coyotes at night, the tickling of mosquitoes in his ears, and even shitting in the woods like a damn bear. He finished up his business with the hole and filled it in with the dirt he’d taken out with his trusty shovel.
My yard has been invaded
I know, it simply seems like a local trick or something, that is additionally what I advised myself from the outset as well, some little snot singling out the elderly person down the road since the individual feels like they can. However, these probably lifeless trespassers of my modest property are doing unexplainable things; I'm not an eccentric man, but rather I can't start to envision the coordinations that would need to be included if this was all some sort of stunt.