Surreal Darkness

Sometimes the darkness and I tell stories.

Moonfall Story Index

Sarah Morrigan’s husband Seth hasn’t been the same since he was injured in a fire years ago. He ignores her. He obsesses about his garden and his alchemy. A shadow grows up around him. It fills their house, separating him from Sarah, choking her off.

One day he comes back to her. The shadow is gone.

Or is it?

Warnings – the usual death and angst and horror ones, plus also now sexual themes!

In the Valley of the Sun Story Index

This story is completed. :)

Lilith Parker is working at the local paper, announcing births and birthdays and deaths. One morning her boss Shannon gives her a more exciting assignment – research the local haunted house and write an article on its history. Nice flavor for Halloween, right?

But then Shannon turns up dead the next day, the local townspeople seem intent on keeping the story of the haunted house a secret, and Lilith is being haunted herself. Will she survive?

Bits and Pieces Story Index

These are stand alone one off short stories, inspired by challenges and prompts at the LJ Idol writing community. Some are Sims stories, some are full text, some feature familiar characters, some have new characters.

Note – in pretty much everything I write there will be occasional curse words, non-gory violence, and DEATH!!! Also you may be eaten by grue.

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The Black


Sometimes I am not quite all here, which is something. It’s better than definitely not being here.

The screaming stopped. Eventually.

The skin came back. Some of it. Slowly.

I often tell the human that I want to wear a humanskin. I like the noises it makes in its brain when I say that.

Also it’s true. There are whole universes inside the human’s skin.

I saw the universes disappearing when it was sick, after it ate the apple.

I gave it too much. I think I am the sick one now.

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My first traditionally published story is now out!

Well, for certain meanings of traditional publishing, since it’s an online magazine you can read for free.

But here it is!

The Shore Beyond

Please to give the nice people some traffic in return for their accepting my little story for their magazine. :)

As for my Sims stuff, I am still writing Surreal Darkness. The new update should be ready to post here in, well, honestly – probably a couple more weeks, at least.

If you’re on Tumblr you can follow my Simblr here and get the story as I post it. I do one picture at a time, and when I get nine pictures I collect them into a post here.

Part of the reason why this update has taken so long is my Oreo kitty, who had cancer. Past tense. She’s in remission now! :) Hopefully it will stay in remission and she will have many more happy years of sitting in my lap while I write.

*hugs* Thank you, anyone who reads this, for sticking with me so long and through so many things.

And now it’s on to picking the next story to send out to magazines! Any suggestions?

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Separate Skins

hurry hurry hurry

Sometimes the darkness and I….

Sometimes the darkness and I….

Sometimes the darkness isn’t here.

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Not Quite All There

oh gosh I have a headache

Sometimes the darkness and I hide from color devouring aliens in the hold of a cheaply made boat.

I ask “Do you think that they are going to enslave us? Or eat us?”

The darkness says “They will probably eat you. I can’t imagine that you would be a very good worker.”

I sigh. The darkness is probably right.

It says, “If it helps you feel any better, I think I will take one of their skins. I would like to be a nocolor.”

I think about this for a bit.

I remember the silence and the hissing and the cracked bones, and I ask, “What happened to you? In the blue brightness?”

The darkness does not answer, not for a long time.

Finally it says “If they do eat you, you may not die.”

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I have been playing the new WoW expansion quite a bit

Sometimes the darkness and I walk under purple willow trees.

The bridge and the river and the giant blurry death lights are all behind us. I feel better now.

I ask “How did your bones get wrinkly? I know that my skin gets wrinkly from being in the water, but how does that work with bone?”

The darkness does not answer.

I ask “Are you going to get a new skin now? It could be fun to wear this willow tree! Or these streetlights. They give me a nice warm comfy feeling. You could wear a streetlightskin.”

The darkness does not answer.

It walks a little ahead of me. The warm light from the streetlights shines on its skull.

I am so homesick.

I ask “Are there butterflies here? You could wear a butterflyskin. That would be pretty neat.”

The darkness does not answer.

Its bones are wrinkly and its red eyes are dull, and I wonder what else is behind us now.

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Deep Blue Howl

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Sometimes the darkness and I wander by my hopes and dreams, which are dangerously close to my regrets.

The darkness picked me up, after the apple.

It hisses, but I can’t make out the words. I say “What?”, and it hisses again. I still can’t hear it.

I hear the howling, though. It’s muffled, like traffic on a highway out past the neighborhood, but I hear it. I think it’s coming from me. But I’m not sure. Maybe it’s coming from the freight containers. Maybe it’s my hopes and dreams, all dying a terrible death.

I stumble, and the darkness picks me up.

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hello I am here AGAIN omg!

Sometimes the darkness and I wear many skins.

The pig is still oinking, somewhere behind us. The darkness says, why’d you bark for, you idiot, and it says that now the pig will oink until the end of this universe.

I notice how it says “this universe”. So this is not Reality.

But I am beginning to think that maybe that’s the point.

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