Crickets make peaceful company; a lulling ambience to soothe the quiet side road, where a girl can puff another smoke, wondering what lecture Chief's gonna bark come morning. But my night was only beginning. The dash radio didn't just crackle to life - it sputtered in jumbled, inaudible pieces. I...
L_T99 • 35 min • 3 reads • sci-fi • cosmic
They called them the 'Blue Boys' because by the time the sea spits them back out, the cold has dyed their skin - tracing their veins indigo; turning firm, strong lads into stiff statues of bloat and salt. We’ve buried three this month. Three half-empty coffins, as the water doesn't return all it...
L_T99 • 34 min • 0 reads • haunted • cosmic