Leviathan762

Witch Hunter Garrik's Encyclopedia of Horrible Things: The Barrier Daemon: Named so because of its residence within any and all of the walls, roofs, and floors of a specific structure. It exists exclusively within them and can only exit them partially and for limited amounts of time. It can be difficult to tell if a given structure houses a barrier daemon because they can spend multiple days at rest without showing themselves, and even when not at rest are reluctant to emerge from their barriers in the company of more than one, one victim being easily enough to sustain it for many days and more than one having the possibility of overwhelming

Figure marching ever on the horizon. Approaching me but never breaching the arc Silhouetted by the foreign moon, a waxing gibbous, from who knows where? Its reflected light, sneering at me, not of our red sun's, or any known. Rather the color of perplexion. I can sense rather than feel opening, immodestly, his giant mouth just to utter, without shame, CHOCOLATE RAIN! Oh horror! Please don't eat me Tay Zonday!

What exactly was going through my head when I pushed? I honestly have no idea. I can recall that Wince was bothering me at the time, but it isn't uncommon for the people I spend a lot of time with to bother me frequently and intensely, and so far Wince is the only one I've given to gravity's cruel means. Probably a better question is why I had invited Wince our for a six-pack in the first place, or why I had insisted that the cliff behind the chapel would be a good place to enjoy it.  I do remember the way he looked at me when I suggested that latter bit, as if he was trying to tell if I was kidding. In the way he always did, though, he would

There exists another world separated from ours by space and dimension, while connected to ours by force. This world is vast and varied in color, surface growth and formation. It is inhabited by only one race, humankind's twin, and for quite some time the people of this race were united in one global community. These people have been taught by the powerful and learned among them that the body, with its solid bones, powerful muscles, and tireless organs, is the holiest of heaven's creations. A person born with any aspect of bodily weakness is plainly unloved by the gods and is therefore undeserving of generosity or pity. They are also taught th

   Elliot usually found that the rocking of his lopsided wagon put him easily to sleep, but tonight his mind was restless and the metronome only added rhythm to his mental ramblings.  Looking up at the young night sky through his wagon's transparent dome, his thoughts were given celestial direction: from imagining shapes in the thin purple clouds to the mysterious red tint the moon had taken recently, which only he seemed to notice. From inventing and naming constellations to fancying himself one of the great old interstellar pioneers that had settled this and ever other fringe world.  These were not unusual thoughts for an imaginative and ad

The inertia faded much slower than it had come, so you could understand why I might have thought it was my own hands that I held in front of my eyes.  This misconception was quickly remedied as I drew the long black talons away from my face (which I was now starting to notice did not feel much like my own face either) and set them on the ground in front of me to gain some sense of balance.  My legs continued feeling empty and not completely there, but my hands, with their rapidly returning sensitivity, detected a faint rumble in the earth.  At last my eyes synchronized and my new rock-like black arms and the grey earth beneath them came into