He has long stopped seeing me, my last love. At first, when I would brush his cheek, he would shiver and swear I was there. And when I would call for him, he might turn. It has been too long now, and he is so sure that he is mad that he no longer hearsContinue reading “My Last Love”
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The Countess de Mar
The Countess drops her glass and grasps her throat as the poison tracks spidery lines through the veins on her face. As you rise from the floor you see the Countess clutching her stomach, blood from the knife wound puckering between her fingers. You are paralysed as the abysmal mist passes over the Countess, witheringContinue reading “The Countess de Mar”
Heather Valentine 