“Why are ugly tattoos lauded, and self-harm not?” she thought.
Category: Horror
The Dig
A few brushstrokes brought the skull to light. She dribbled some water on it to remove the caked clay. Homo denisova… the first intact cranium. Then she gasped, crabwalking back. Where the water had touched bone, skin and hair were growing. I write this flashfic in under five minutes. I’m more than a little proud …
Early Medicine
Early Medical Procedures were rough on everyone, except the physician who sometimes enjoyed them. (Artwork by Christopher Fisher)
Out of Circulation
“I’ve been out of circulation for too long,” she thought.
Azathoth
… that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed …
Visual Creativity
The heart of an artist. (Heartbrush, by Black 3G Raven)
Optics
We have our eyes on the stars.
Skeleton Dance
Tibetan Skeleton Dance costume late 19th or early 20th century.
Daring and Delicacy
Follow you heart, or use your mind? To balance both requires daring and delicacy.
Beat-Beat-Beat
I know it’s only a cheap comic, but isn’t it creepy?