I stood tall amidst the fallen heroes around me, but it was just an illusion. Inside, I was smaller than an ant, and just as scared, as I tried desperately to awaken the bodies closest to me. But all I got from my effort were tears and bloodstained hands. Numbly walking up the hill to where my father last was, I saw its mouth and open eyes frozen in terror within a head no longer connected to a body that has yet to be found.
Pray for the light. Pray that you last that long. The Long Hour Before Light is a classic collection of Horror tales, re-mastered by Champagne Book Group
The fortunate inherit riches, prestige, positive notoriety. Those not so lucky bear legacies filled with poverty, infamy or, worse yet, the unhinged insanity and murderous urges of their ancestors.
