A Salty Tale
I’d been working for months on me “Pirates Book Of Very Spooky Stories” but had been set adrift on the becalmed sea of block.
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Wink
At the top of the stone pole was what looked like an Incan face. I stared at its blank expressionless features and it stared back.
Neighbors
Now he was lost somewhere next door. Somewhere in “the memorial”.
The Isle of Matatoka
Matatoka, the tiny island nation in the West Pacific, was known for many things…
Familiar Spirit
What island were they on now?
Blood on Stone
Are you lying in wait?
Valued Ancestors
The exploitation of the dead for fun and profit was a venerable institution, as those who engaged in it were tireless in pointing out.