The woods are not a place for playing.
Not at night.
I tell every one of them that. Every one of them that comes by my hut. I do everything possible to make it clear to them:
Be home by sundown.
Don’t stick around.
Don’t wait for night.
Because the night is waiting too. Continue reading “Dark Preys at Night”
I was always told by my parents that, when looking for a job, there is a certain list of criteria one has to consider. Several different points fit on this list, but number one was always this:
Will the job you get help sustain your life style of preference?
If you want to be able to travel, get a job that requires travel. If you want to spend more time with your family, don’t become an executive or CEO because you’re not likely to get much time in with the kids. If you want to spend money on vacations, then you have to get a high paying job that offers a good amount of vacation time. Or move to a country that requires your work to give you a decent amount of vacation time. And if you want a lavish lifestyle:
Get a high paying job.
That was always number one on my list. However, college was not an option for me. Not because I don’t have the funds or the smarts.
I just don’t have the drive for four more years of school.
It sounds like actual torture to me.
So, when I applied for this job, I was quite excited.
High pay, only high school education required, good amount of vacation days.
The thing they didn’t mention was the risk involved. Apparently, at my workplace, there are at least twelve deaths a year.
But I guess that’s to be expected.
At least, it is when you work at The Fear Factory. Continue reading “A Horror Unfolds”
In recent years, something has come to my attention.
Generally, people do not like darkness.
Which, honestly, is fine with me. That just means my Dark Realm is calm. Quiet. Undisturbed. People find the edges of this realm and they shudder, and turn away. The howling and baying and screaming of the dark wild is far too much for them to endure.
A darkness like that is bound to go undisturbed, if not for it’s noises, then for the lack of light. No a flashlight, no a torch, not even the sun itself, can pierce through this darkness.
It’s comforting to know that this darkness can’t be disturbed. Can’t be swayed.
It makes everything much the same.
At first, I had thought it was going to kill me, this roiling darkness. But, in the end, my eyes have adjusted. Nothing here has tried to kill me. All the dwellers here simply leave me be.
It’s peaceful for me.
I don’t think there’s more that I could ask for.
Right? Continue reading “Abhorrent Light”