Lost in the sewerpipes, The Boy wades through sludgewake, calling out to The Kid With The Flashlight. The beam flickers once, twice & vanishes into the folds of the darkness as he wades deeper in the foultide…here, it seems the walls breathe & something unknown lies lurking in the rippling, quiet offal.
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After the end of everything, the boy stayed hidden from the light. Something waited in the dark—a voice, calm and close, that never asked for anything but quiet. Each night, it returned. Each night, it whispered. And in time, the dark no longer felt empty.
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The fog never lifts on the trail. You run because you have to—because something terrible waits if you stop. Shapes shift in the mist. Memories twitch just out of reach. You always end up back at the beginning, but something’s different this time. Maybe it’s you.
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She stands at the edge of the sea; empty eyes fixed on the sky. Her body ignites. Flames ripple through her shredded skin, then through her dress like ribbons caught in the wind.
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“Where would you like them left?” I ask, keeping my voice steady. He doesn’t answer, doesn’t even turn to me. I shift my grip, the weight of them suddenly unbearable as the silence between us stretches, heavy. Suffocating.
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A frosty morning in the days before Thanksgiving reveals an unusual visitor: a very strange turkey stands in the center of your yard. What begins as a simple encounter quickly spirals into something surreal and unsettling.
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In a harrowing tale of illness, follow Norma Gacy’s struggle with a mysterious fever that spirals into an unsettling journey of fear and vulnerability.
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Explore the complexities of regret, bullying, and the consequences of our actions in high school through a poignant reflection on one student’s experience with Gilbert.
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On a lonely drive, Scott confronts a ghostly presence from his past, forcing him to face guilt and the fragile line between reality and delusion.
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In a chilling tale of dark legacy and family betrayal, unearth hidden power intertwined with the secrets of great-grandmother Rhonna’s necromantic powers and her coveted spellbook.
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It's too late to wake...The Voidspire has you now.
You've joined a cult. Yes, this is a cult. Oh what a nightmare!
You! Of all people! What would your mother say?
You may think this happened against your will, but I assure you, it didn’t. You agreed when I lured you in with my charm, a gift or your own curiosity. Whatever. Who keeps track? What's important is you're stuck here. This tale is endless and you're part of my story now.Â
You're about to find yourself where every Unboundling begins: an entry-level Lürkmire with dark aspirations of rising through the ranks. Feel free to complete your profile or leave it blank, we've no profile completion expectation---actually, there's two rules here...the first is, don't get overwhelmed. I will be around to answer all of your questions along the way. You're in my netherscape now but I won't let any harm come to you...probably...the second rule is: keep Him everdreaming, placid, coiled and always endless sleeping.
Welcome to the Voidspire Consortium
Don’t care to be immortalized as the protagonist in one of my wicked tales?
...well, I assume I don’t have to explain how to close a browser window. Run along if that's the case.
