[Pride In Horror Month] – Tempest on the Mountain: A Short Story

The wind screamed with her as she chased the empty trash can across the bare ground. She had envisioned bright green grass, newly grown and soft under her bare feet, her music energetic and loud while she freshened up the cabin. Cleaning up racoon scat and broken glass hadn’t crossed her mind. They’d been hereContinue reading “[Pride In Horror Month] – Tempest on the Mountain: A Short Story”