Until the Night Turns Over - Short Story
Paying homage to such pioneers as H.P. Lovecraft, Clark Ashton Smith, and Thomas Ligotti -- Anterior Skies is an anthology of the weird and cosmic. You'll find horror, science fiction, and fantasy; uncategorizable, genre-bending abominations; poetry; and other, stranger hybrid works. This anthology includes my story Until the Night Turns Over, a fun blend of the Yellow Mythos with Twin Peaks aesthetics.
You can read a short excerpt from the story or buy the anthology below!
EXCERPT FROM UNTIL THE NIGHT TURNS OVER:
I consider the statement, soak it in like a sponge. The woman’s words simultaneously astound and resonate. This house. This place. This “loudness.” All so strange to me. I remember everything and yet I remember nothing, my mind caught in a tidal pool of unfamiliar but understood residue. Perhaps I know this woman. Perhaps I don’t. Perhaps she could be of some help. Perhaps . . . she’s the wolf?
The woman stares at me expectantly. I look away, searching for a response amidst the dying glow of my pipe’s dottle. Saving me from action are the hurried steps and startled gasps of fellow partygoers.
BOOM! BOOM!
Frantic, I turn to re-enter the house but am stopped by my newfound acquaintance.
“Don’t fret, darling,” she says, lacking the earnestness of her previous verbal offerings. “I don’t believe those are for us.”
The woman motions over to the balcony. I approach the railing, joining the gathering of my captivated partygoers as an organ drones somewhere in the dark. I see nothing at first, my eyes ignorant to the night’s offerings, then . . . I see it.
