The Grieving Call of the Fury
A large eye rotated around a headless rider on a dark horse, called out, “Leanaaaa”. Her strangled throat gasped for breath. She tumbled from the bed, and her blood-stained steps…
A Second Cup of Tea- Call for Submissions
Hey, all you busy bees of The Hive, Hope you are doing great. Hope your minds are at peace and actively whipping up wonderful stories for "A Second Cup of…