Short story

Once upon a time there was a boggy man. No one could see him but the people feared him. When they thought he was close by they would run and hide. They stayed locked in their houses , isolated from their communities and dressed in masks hoping he would disappear. They fear that he would

Dancing with the darkness

Lost in the dark shadows I cannot see. Stumbling, trembling, the self preservation has extinguished. My soul was murder, my dignity robbed as the morning mist rose. Hades is whispering my name from below. Sentenced to public examination and humiliation my soul faced a brutal death. The intensity of living turned me into stone, I