Posts tagged Dominic Andrew
Dark Times: Three micro-fiction short stories

I visited that forsaken place long ago. I silently crept down the sloping path to my own end, scared of the jagged blackness around me. I was eager to find him, apprehensive at our impending meeting, mystified by the tales that shrouded his visage.

Could he truly be what I had sought for so long? Could he truly envelop me in his crooked arms? Take me into the folds of his cloying breath?

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The Bishop's Last Meal

“I travelled from orphanage to orphanage for years. They are horrible, dirty places my dear boy, not unlike these cells. I performed baptisms to ensure that, when the children died, their souls would go to Heaven. Unfortunately orphans die all the time. Orphanages have little food, physicians visit infrequently and, I am very sorry to say, the conditions are awful.”

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