Urban Legends: The Curse of Lafayette I looked up at the loft in my father’s study, my eyes burned from a lack of sleep, but if I was ever going to get broken in to some of the insane notions that my father spoke about the night before this was how I should do it. I felt his hand grasp my shoulder and the kiss he gave me on the back of my head, as he encouraged me to do the … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Chapter 1.5 – The Burden of a Witch’s Son
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It was not the right place to build. Yet build they did. The family's name was Thompson, andthey had found a place to call their own. A plot of land that would become their home, a serenenook to raise their children. Hard work had led them to purchase the land at a fair price, and sothey built the two-story structure that would house their family for years to come. And that … [Read more...] about The House Built Atop The Bones By Doug Klein
It was a nice walk from the corner store to the cemetery I had marked on my map, it was so alien to see grass that was still green this time of year, and the sun beat down through the thick humid air. I reminded myself to not get used to the length of the days down in the lower forty-eight, it would just make me miss the sun that much more when I got home. Walking through what … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Chapter 04 – Night of Resurrection
I twitched awake, I felt the unsettling warmth of sweaty palms, and my heart pounded in my chest as I gasped for air. It was the week following the winter Solstice and it was colder than it had been all year; the skies above my cabin were entirely void of cloud cover and had the clearest view of the milky way. Clear skies during the darkest parts of winter would always have a … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Chapter 03 – Finding the Bokor
I remember when I was younger, I must have only been five or six--I was sitting next to my father in the auditorium at the local University and I was watching my old moosehide boots as I swung them back and forth, playfully trying to hit the floor with my toes. My father lovingly draped a blanket over my lap, I think he mumbled something about, "in case you get chilly." I … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Chapter 02 – The Boy, the Beast, and the Kayak