by Charles OConnor Jul 1, 2006
category :
Dark, fantasy /
dark, horror
He walked squeamishly through the mausoleum of echoing death. Horrid screams traveled out of the many dark rooms he passed, combining into one ungodly groan that traveled into the valley of death. He continually prayed to the stars that decorated the night time sky as he finally reached her room, for this soul to be spared. |
My email is chazoshark@yahoo.com, I will keep in touch with my progress. If it were not for people like you, god wouldn't create authors, thank you so much for your nice comments. |
My email is chazoshark@yahoo.com, I will keep in touch with my progress. If it were not for people like you, god wouldn't create authors, thank you so much for your nice comments. |
by Natalie
I like your work. I will have to keep watch in case you have a book one day. Keep it up. |