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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People Are Just No Good – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A polite crowd peels away to reveal a stitched scarecrow and a grin that feeds—this verse strips the disguise from civilisation and lets a…
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I Was Not the Reflection I Saw – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A mirror multiplies a fractured self until image and flesh trade places—recognition becomes a transaction, and the thing that answers wants to be more…
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Spasm of My Sickness – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A shadow swells where forgiveness should be and the speaker learns a new motion in the glass—prayers become a litany of names and time…
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Wetness from the Printed Foot – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A forgiveness printed into the room keeps dampening memory until the speaker becomes an image on the wall—voices recorded in ink and skin refuse…
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River Song for the Long Pauses – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A stuttering hymn where sea and static conspire—breaths stretch into a breaking rhythm and screens feed the silence until mornings sour and memory drowns.
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Transcendental Indentations – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A braided ritual of words and salt drifts on the tide of a fractured mind—shared sins stitch a mirror that yields a stranger and…
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Awake Too Long
A man wakes among ruined machines and winged beasts to a savage reckoning—sleep is stolen and mercy is measured in blood as the living…
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The Spectacle of a Spectre – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
Admiration curdles into absence as celebrity and worship conspire—a speaker learns the cost of being the thing people clap for and discovers the hollow…
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A Cut Is Almost Medicated – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A thread of appetite pulls the speaker through mirrors and mud—wishes knit into flesh and shards of truth slice the edges of self until…
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A Light at the Beginning of the Tunnel – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A pale glow at the tunnel’s birth becomes a lure that reshapes memory—one who leans toward it finds the light answers like appetite and…
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Everyone Wants to Sell You Immortality
A rotting visitor offers a boxed next step—an unsettling serum that promises to make a man himself again for a price, and a choice…
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A Wet Moment Soaked in Red – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks
A nameless absence wakes in the dark and lays claim—stolen moments gather into a single wet instant that keeps your name on a wall…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE