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Daemon Winds

May 17, 2013

He awoke this morning half asleep the daemon winds came a-knocking to reap Sweeping up all in their wake next your souls it’ll so take Out doing battle with it he did do fought hammer and tongs till he was blue Objects everywhere blowing at him direct from all sides they fly to much effect […]

Coming Home

May 13, 2013

He was home. It had been many years since Stephen had set foot in Ireland, let alone Kinsale and he had missed it more than his heart could ever express. When the plane had landed at Cork Airport a feeling had come over him that could not really be explained. It was a good feeling, […]

Sunrise

May 2, 2013

I just killed a man today. Well it was about two hours ago as a matter of fact. I don’t know who he was or anything about his life. All I know is that I killed him and enjoyed it. Every last bit of it. Why did I do it? Am I mad? A psychopath […]

Dead Words (A Short Story)

January 4, 2013

He woke up early, his sleep having been disturbed by bad dreams. If truth be told he hadn’t slept properly in years. He carried the weight of the world on his shoulders of late but hadn’t he always anyway? His heart and soul were heavy with it all. He had to be awake anyway for […]

A Kinsale Ghost Story

September 17, 2012

Kinsale, County Cork, Éire October, 2011 Early Evening The young English tourist had been having a great day in the small picture perfect harbour town of Kinsale. He had eaten his meal in Jim Edwards bar and restaurant on the bar side with his girlfriend. They had a couple of drinks then she had decided […]

A Note To Whomever (A Short Story)

July 23, 2012

I’m tired. Tired of everything at the moment. My life is going nowhere as I sit and vegetate every single day, my brain turning to mush. I hope for rescue in some form for I have given up in all my pursuits of my dreams and desires. My town I live in offers no hope […]

The Ballywotsitmabob

May 31, 2012

Late one night he heard a sound Coming from the mansion grounds Not far from the woods he thought Maybe it was a poacher in a trap caught? But a funny sound did it make Like a fox and a chicken, the sound did grate So deciding to go see what it was he heard […]

Darkest Lust

May 28, 2012

The night draws in and with it the cold As everyone retires to their beds For one of them something will hold her between life and death For her dreams shall be nothing to this As the horrors of repressed nightmares will now surface Baring its all to her Long has it waited for this […]

Watcher in the Woods

May 24, 2012

She walks her dog one dreary night Let off its leash not far from sight Then old rover goes off on the woods She calls out for him from under her hood Then she hears a yelp from the trees Suddenly the dark comes so she can’t see Nerves rear their ugly head Fearing something […]

Dawn of Ravens

May 20, 2012

The banner gently flaps in the breeze. It’s torn and has no meaning now. The sun has just risen over the horizon and the only sound is the eerie cawing of ravens. Other sounds come then that were inaudible at first. They are the sounds of pain. Of tiredness. Of death. Of defeat. The warrior […]

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Browsing All Posts filed under »Short Stories«

Daemon Winds

Coming Home

Sunrise

Dead Words (A Short Story)

A Kinsale Ghost Story

A Note To Whomever (A Short Story)

The Ballywotsitmabob

Darkest Lust

Watcher in the Woods

Dawn of Ravens

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