Acab’s Mansion

Owen Parker and his best friends, Andy Cunningham and Austin Fuller, had been calling the ramshackle house Acab's Mansion for years, yet they'd never ventured inside; the dilapidated structure may have collapsed in on itself if you looked at it funny or exhaled forcefully in its general direction. No one actually knew what the graffiti... Continue Reading →

The Girl with Obsidian Eyes

Spirits are real; I know that now. I've also learned that they aren't all evil, either. And the good ones don't like being called ghosts. If spirits were a race (and I suppose they are), then "ghosts" would be the derogatory slang term that makes them all cringe, and it's highly recommended not to upset... Continue Reading →

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