Short Story Blog

Pigeon's Eye View

01/27/2013 17:50
The filthy ground in front of him was nearly invisible in the lightless hole. Hell, he wouldn’t be able to tell it was ground except for the fact that it was covered in small pebbles. He glanced side to side, hoping to see something, anything.  It was dark. Reaching out, his hand grazed the...

The Mist

01/21/2013 14:24
“Towards the center.  Go.  Go,” the man shouted.  His eyes were panicked and his breath came in ragged gasps.  Lynn pushed forward, trembling.  She couldn’t tell if her gasping breaths were from exertion or fear. Glancing around her, she saw her own fear painted onto the...