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  1. CW: Traumatic Horror Story

    His father said that it would come for him one day.

    The #cavernous malformation's onset was slow, but altitude was quickening it. His sight fading, it was his last chance, and he'd found her in the mountains. Only the witch could lift the veil; free him from it. If not him, then his son.

    He'd tried to plead, beg, but his words came as more of a grocery list than a cry for help. It was too late; his head swam as his brain drowned.

    #horror365 #horror #microfiction #writing

  2. CW: Traumatic Horror Story

    His father said that it would come for him one day.

    The #cavernous malformation's onset was slow, but altitude was quickening it. His sight fading, it was his last chance, and he'd found her in the mountains. Only the witch could lift the veil; free him from it. If not him, then his son.

    He'd tried to plead, beg, but his words came as more of a grocery list than a cry for help. It was too late; his head swam as his brain drowned.

    #horror365 #horror #microfiction #writing

  3. CW: Traumatic Horror Story

    His father said that it would come for him one day.

    The #cavernous malformation's onset was slow, but altitude was quickening it. His sight fading, it was his last chance, and he'd found her in the mountains. Only the witch could lift the veil; free him from it. If not him, then his son.

    He'd tried to plead, beg, but his words came as more of a grocery list than a cry for help. It was too late; his head swam as his brain drowned.

    #horror365 #horror #microfiction #writing

  4. CW: Traumatic Horror Story

    His father said that it would come for him one day.

    The #cavernous malformation's onset was slow, but altitude was quickening it. His sight fading, it was his last chance, and he'd found her in the mountains. Only the witch could lift the veil; free him from it. If not him, then his son.

    He'd tried to plead, beg, but his words came as more of a grocery list than a cry for help. It was too late; his head swam as his brain drowned.

    #horror365 #horror #microfiction #writing

  5. CW: Traumatic Horror Story

    His father said that it would come for him one day.

    The #cavernous malformation's onset was slow, but altitude was quickening it. His sight fading, it was his last chance, and he'd found her in the mountains. Only the witch could lift the veil; free him from it. If not him, then his son.

    He'd tried to plead, beg, but his words came as more of a grocery list than a cry for help. It was too late; his head swam as his brain drowned.

    #horror365 #horror #microfiction #writing

  6. CW: Dread

    This deep underground, utter darkness enveloped me like a cool blanket pulled taut until it drove the air from my lungs. My breathing came in short, sudden bursts, echoes betraying a space more #cavernous than those before.
    I crept forward, slowly. The coarse rock chafed my knees. My hand landed on something soft, downy. I felt along a sinuous curve, widening into the head and beak of a #swan. I cried out for no one to hear.

    #Horror365 #VSS365 #MicroFiction #SFFH

  7. CW: Dread

    This deep underground, utter darkness enveloped me like a cool blanket pulled taut until it drove the air from my lungs. My breathing came in short, sudden bursts, echoes betraying a space more #cavernous than those before.
    I crept forward, slowly. The coarse rock chafed my knees. My hand landed on something soft, downy. I felt along a sinuous curve, widening into the head and beak of a #swan. I cried out for no one to hear.

    #Horror365 #VSS365 #MicroFiction #SFFH

  8. CW: Dread

    This deep underground, utter darkness enveloped me like a cool blanket pulled taut until it drove the air from my lungs. My breathing came in short, sudden bursts, echoes betraying a space more #cavernous than those before.
    I crept forward, slowly. The coarse rock chafed my knees. My hand landed on something soft, downy. I felt along a sinuous curve, widening into the head and beak of a #swan. I cried out for no one to hear.

    #Horror365 #VSS365 #MicroFiction #SFFH

  9. CW: Dread

    This deep underground, utter darkness enveloped me like a cool blanket pulled taut until it drove the air from my lungs. My breathing came in short, sudden bursts, echoes betraying a space more #cavernous than those before.
    I crept forward, slowly. The coarse rock chafed my knees. My hand landed on something soft, downy. I felt along a sinuous curve, widening into the head and beak of a #swan. I cried out for no one to hear.

    #Horror365 #VSS365 #MicroFiction #SFFH

  10. CW: Dread

    This deep underground, utter darkness enveloped me like a cool blanket pulled taut until it drove the air from my lungs. My breathing came in short, sudden bursts, echoes betraying a space more #cavernous than those before.
    I crept forward, slowly. The coarse rock chafed my knees. My hand landed on something soft, downy. I felt along a sinuous curve, widening into the head and beak of a #swan. I cried out for no one to hear.

    #Horror365 #VSS365 #MicroFiction #SFFH