Hello Dear

The creature appeared before me in my bedroom as though a nightmare apparition. Its eyes were orbs of phosphor, its body was covered in course black hair like a horse’s mane, it was tall, towering above me, it smelt like an open sewer, its arms hung long and straight as it stood there staring at […]

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The Bridge to Tragedy

The Smiths had stayed in their camp beneath Cradle Mountain in Northwest Tasmania for almost six months, during which time they built their Huon pine ladder to the bridge which is to take them across the world. At last the clouds over Cradle Mountain cleared and it was the moment the Smiths began their journey. […]

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