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A Christmas Knife By Thomas Miller The biting chill of Christmas morning settled deep in Thomas Manhyme Jr.’s bones as he trudged throug...
The House on the Hill
The House on the Hill By Thomas Miller There stands a house on a lonesome hill, Where time stands still, and hearts grow chill. Its window...
Gauntlet of Blood: The Final Show
" Gauntlet of Blood: The Final Show" By Thomas Miller The neon lights of the studio glimmered with an almost sickly glow, a synt...
Gavin, Where Art Thou?
Gavin, Where Art Thou? By the Pen of Thomas Miller In the shadowed halls of a creaking home, Where the scent of beasts would dare to roa...
The Midnight Waltz
The Midnight Waltz By Thomas Miller In the quiet hours when the world is still, The dead rise up, their voices chill. They gather 'rou...
As the World Stopped Turning
As the World Stopped Turning By Thomas Miller Chapter 1: The Dimming of the Sun Caleb Turner knelt beside his tomato plants, fingers sinking...
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