The Bottle on the Altar
It was an old country church with warped floorboards, crooked windows, and a cross that leaned ever so slightly to the left. Every Sunday, Miss Clara would open its doors by 6:30 a.m., her hands […]
It was an old country church with warped floorboards, crooked windows, and a cross that leaned ever so slightly to the left. Every Sunday, Miss Clara would open its doors by 6:30 a.m., her hands […]
The day the papers were signed, it rained. Not a loud storm or dramatic downpour — just a steady, dismal drizzle that blurred the windows of the county clerk’s office and made the world outside […]
Nathaniel Kerr wore his suits like armor. Crisp, tailored, unwrinkled—always navy or charcoal, never brown. The morning the story begins, he was tying a Windsor knot in the full-length mirror of his penthouse apartment overlooking […]
It began with a cough that wouldn’t stop. Nathan wrapped the threadbare hoodie tighter around his ribs as he leaned against the church wall, trying to breathe through the damp chill of another Los Angeles […]
The power had gone out sometime before dawn, though no one noticed until they arrived at the church. It was the first Sunday of Advent, the morning crisp and still, the breath of December clinging […]
It was the kind of house you didn’t walk past without quickening your step. The shutters dangled loose like broken arms, and the porch sagged under years of forgotten seasons. Children in the neighborhood whispered […]
He had stared at the same cracked window for three years. Every morning, the same light slipped through it—the broken pane bending the sun into a crooked line across his floor. It landed on the […]
It started with the smell of smoke. Eleanor shifted in her sleep, her senses pulling her slowly from the haze of dreams into something sharp and real. At first, she thought it was just the […]
Eli Jenkins had never been one for nonsense. The land was hard, the seasons were short, and talk didn’t feed the cattle. His boots were older than some of his neighbors, and his faith, if […]
He hadn’t meant to reach for the drawer. Not really. It was late. The kitchen light hummed above him like an insect trapped in glass. Outside, the rain was falling with steady spite, and inside, […]
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