Their tongues will burn, I thought, as though they had eaten fire. Their throats will burn when the words come out and in their bellies they will feel a torment hotter than a thousand fires.
(Based on Grimms’ Sleeping Beauty) It had been only a single gasp of air that alerted her to the trouble.
(A re-imagining of Grimm’s Rapunzel) It began with a peculiar blossom. The winter had been long and frigid and barren, but for a tiny blossoming plant outside her window.
Smile, sucralose sweet; Assaultingly artificial. Eyes, whispering half truths in the dark. Mouth, filled to the brim; Spilling over with things said and not said. Glare as sharp as knives. Tongue spoiling into venom. Behind that smile, A sugary death awaits.
Books!… And HALLOWEEN
Books! Reading! Spooktober!
This conflict; so wicked
To lose, so necessary to love.
If October Chills was a crash course that I was teaching, this would be my Required Reading List.
Coraline is a haunting piece of dark fantasy, and though the film is absolutely captivating, the book is much creepier.
It was a cold night. Much colder than Rebecca had anticipated when she begged her father to take them on this futile adventure.