Page 47 – Sinful Stories

A Gourd Problem to Have

The thicket of late fall overgrowth rustled, a wide metallic blade slashed down, leaves and branches falling to the ground. […]

Cyrina wrapped her arms around herself and stared at the trees painted black in the gloaming. She knew it was

If I had to wake up to stare up at the sky, where would I be standing from? Of course

Between two mountains, there lay a sleepy village surrounded by a great forest. The villagers whispered the secrets of the

The machine gun nest erupted in a spray of dirt and metal fragments. Martinez rolled left, pressing himself against the