Horror
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The Iron Gate (Abridged)
It was brutally functional, with no decoration: simply bars of rough hammered iron sealing the gap in the witch’s fence. Still, once my eyes had settled on it, I could not tear them away. Continue reading
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Lightning Round 3: Supernatural Spookery
Across the veil, the Angel of Souls stood vigil, ushering soldiers and mercenaries by the dozens onto the many-forking path behind her. I tried to see where it led as I approached, but it was dizzying to look upon. The Angel fixed me with an appraising gaze, and I felt naked before her. Continue reading
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Death of an Archaeologist
When word hit the academic community that a recent LIDAR scan had uncovered an untouched chamber in the Valley of Kings beneath KV20, the first tomb of Thutmose I, it was not terribly difficult for me to secure a spot on the archaeological team put together to open it. I was, after all, the pre-eminent… Continue reading
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The Rune-Carver’s Gift: a Novella (Part 4)
“Felton!” Jorfindr grabbed him by the shoulders. The squire caught a faint hint of the wine on his breath. “It only hunts at night!” Continue reading
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The Rune-Carver’s Gift: a Novella (Part 3)
A chill prickle of gooseflesh spread over his skin as he inspected the body. The man’s chainmail vest had been ripped down the middle, and his chest lay open, its contents removed and discarded carelessly around him… Continue reading
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The Rune-Carver’s Gift: a Novella (Part 2)
The two guards inched fingers closer to weapon handles, but their eyes were fixed on the torch in Hendall’s hands, which burned bright and unwavering—not so much as a sputter came from the open flame despite the torrential rain pounding to earth around it. Though he wore no armor and carried no blade, it appeared… Continue reading
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The Rune-Carver’s Gift: a Novella (Part 1)
I am pleased to announce, dear Reader, the coming publication of my first novella – The Rune-Carver’s Gift. Continue reading
About Me
An avid reader and writer, I grew up making frequent visits to Earthsea and Middle-Earth; I dined in Redwall Abbey; I peered over sea, and under stone, as the Dark rose over Cader Idris. Now I visit worlds of my own creation, as I pen my own tales to offer for your enjoyment.
-KTL
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The Literary Diversions of K.T. Lazarus 