Mist And Shadows: Short Tales From Dark Haunts - Plot & Excerpts
They whisper to him. He knows their kind, inside and out. Knows them intimately, as a lover. Touches them in all their secret places. They think they can fool him, pretend to sleep the sleep of the ancients and hide their cold thoughts behind still colder eyes. He reaches for the phone. There is one person he can call to shake their words out of his thoughts. One person who understands him, like a mirror, reflecting. She is brilliance to his vacuum, light to his darkened candle. The phone rings. I know who it is before I reach for it and it scares the hell out of me. Every night since he found out I got divorced, he’s called. He talks, endlessly, his words spiral around, catch me up in their chaos. I loved him once, would have ripped out my heart for him. Salome’s sacrifice. But it’s been fourteen years and even though we’re still linked, I fear that connection. He’s going mad. “I need to hear you say my name.” Again and again, always the same.
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