Author: Gabriel De Palo
-
Eighteen
CONTENT WARNING: This story contains depictions of suicide. — — — “Hey everyone. I’m Reece.” “Hi Reece,” the rest of the people in the room responded, each one sharing the same, monotone voice. They all sat in a circle on simple, brown wooden chairs in the vast hall, the emptiness around them pressing against them…
-
Seventeen
The three of us gaze down into the black abyss, our toes barely hanging over the edge. It goes down further than any of us can make out; we might as well call it eternal. But we know it isn’t. “You’re certain he’s down there?” Lorelei asks, picking a small pebble up from the ground…
-
Sixteen
CONTENT WARNING: This story contains depictions of sexual assault and graphic violence. — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — Lorelei’s footsteps echoed around the rows of half-empty shelves. Insects buzzed around the long-since rotten meats of the butcher’s section of the…
-
Fifteen
“But he confessed! The hell do you mean we have to let him go?” Charles yelled, almost striking the window to the interrogation room when he threw his arm out to point at the man inside. “He stole fifteen million dollars! And you’re just going to release him?” “Yes, we are.” His partner, a much…
-
Fourteen
The smell of cooked meat flooded my nostrils and I gagged violently, coughing and spluttering all over the ground. It took me a while to settle, and I just sat there, staring at the leg of charred meat in my hand. “Good. You didn’t throw up.” Reece sat opposite me, eating a leg of his…
A Forsworn Fantasy 