death - Stories

1985 obituary of Paul Bunyan from Wood Enthusiast Monthly.

In the peaceful city of Pury, a serial killer seems to have grown overnight, with bodies of the victims surfacing over the last few weeks. What they don't know, though, is that there's more than one killer. And they're recruiting more.

Original Summary: Jordan and Alex, members of a serial killing group, talk about their first murders.

Their love was forbidden in the kingdom in which they lived in. They did it anyway with no regrets.

Part of the February Newsletter "Forbidden Love" story prompt series.

Stories written in a particular mood. Most are sad, some might be happier.

On their nineteenth birthday, Declan returns to Jason's resting place for the first time in a whole year and speaks from the heart.

(Monologue)

A short about death, The Last Goodbye, as possibly seen from being on a different plane, not the living plane. Not so much a story as an impulse written on waking, something I need to get out of my system. Was it a dream? A vision? A communication from beyond? I don't know, maybe you do.

The darkness festers throughout the vast cosmos in many ways, through war, famine, greed and more, this collection showcases this darkness that exists all around. From the tortured individual to the battlefields of distant lands. This darkness grows, and this archive exists to catalog it. The archive will continue to catalog these findings, as the darkness grows ever closer to us, we are prepared to meet it with observant eyes, and open minds.

A ex-gang member who hides behind a gas mask

An escaped prisoner with a taste for blood

A kind delinquent from hell

A stray child who holds a wicked blade

A delusional wanderer with strange motives

RTVXS is one of the newest gangs to rise in the wasted city of Algor, one of the last sanctuaries still standing after The End. Formed by a teen named Rayden, five individuals band together with the hope of bringing order to the crime infested dump. But some kids prefer the dark, and it seems there is more to the city than the corpses littering the streets can tell.

The title of this tribute is simply the Jewish word for remembrance. These tributes are or can be given throughout the first year of passing, in honor of the deceased. I thought a fitting way to honor Carlos. I'm honored to share my reflections as part of this community whom Carlos was so proud to be a part of.