THE STORIES ARE WAITING
THE
ARCHIVE
Short horror stories from Tasmania. Ordinary lives, broken certainty, and roads that should never have been followed.
THE COMPLETE LIBRARY
Every story. Every road.
More than a decade of nightmares, gathered in one place. Browse the full archive below—every published story remains here, and every new one joins it automatically.
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Day 178 – No – 50 Word Story
Leaping to his feet and thrusting a pointed finger towards the door, he yells, “Get out and never set foot before me again!” “No.”…
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Day 178 – Scissors – Whispered Words
Cutting, chopping, through your flesh, stabbing, ripping, with it’s blades two, tearing, slashing, within, opening you up, pain, screaming, is it over you cry,…
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Day 177 – Tired – 50 Word Story Expanded
The axe slices through the piece of wood, sending two even pieces tumbling to the ground. He rubs his hands together, before tightly hugging…
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Day 177 – Tired – 50 Word Story
“Please Kathryn, don’t do it, we have so much….” “Oh Peter, I’m tired. So please, shut the fucking hell up!” She yells as she…
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Day 177 – Pale – Whispered Words
Seeping out, through the holes, tears in my flesh, Pale, is what I am, as my life leaves me, as I feel my heart…
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Read Someone New For Friday
Another Friday, so it’s time for ten more blogs you should check out! No two blogs are the same, they’re all a little different,…
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Day 176 – Misdirection – Whispered Words
Fuck it hurts, as I shed my skin, bleeding out, releasing my sin, my soul, my everything, but I prayed to you, as it…
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Day 176 – Puzzle – 50 Word Story Expanded
“It was a cold night, like tonight, that I fist met him, underneath the street light on Maple and Wearne. He seemed like a…
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Day 176 – Puzzle – 50 Word Story
He seemed like a normal man, nothing unusual, or strange about him. Of course, that was until we started talking, then I realised how…
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Day 176 – Lines – Whispered Words
In a straight line I run, towards what must be done, towards what must come, I want it, I feel it, I see it,…
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Day 175 Daily Prompt – Bludgeon – 50 Word Story Expanded
He pulls the hammer back, blood drips from its face, and he brings it down, onto his head. Blood sprays from the impact point,…
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Day 175 Daily Prompt – Bludgeon – 50 Word Story
He pulls the hammer back, blood drips from its face, and he brings it down, onto his head. Blood sprays from the impact point,…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE