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A girl is dreaded by one and all.

She’s the darkness that is inescapable.

When others begin to wonder what’s her secret.

That’s the moment when she takes a tumble.

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She was protected from the beginning. The golden child, revered for being herself, unapologetic, unafraid, her heart comparable to heavy lead. Nothing could penetrate it. No emotion was strong or daring enough to live in its depths. There was only darkness, the kind that swallowed whole without a pause or a breath. She grew in […]

One of those Urban Legends by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores

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19 Comments on “One of those Urban Legends by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores

  1. I love this one. You’re so adept at horror (and writing in general). I grew up reading horror authors (and even aspired to be one in my younger days). And as always, your character mastery is exquisite. How can something so dark be so beautiful? This is fantastic writing, Terveen. 🙂

    • Thanks a lot, Mike. That’s a beautiful comment. I love horror too and it’s my favorite read. You and I are in the same boat when considering dark to be beautiful. I think it can be exquisite. Take care and much gratitude. 🙂

  2. Another great piece of writing, Terveen. So much to dwell upon. How a past will catch up with you in the end; how actions will always scar others. Is there a limit to a mother’s love? It is one of those pieces, Terveen, the more you read, the more unanswered questions appear.

    • Thank you so much, Davy. I appreciate how you mention that the actions of one person can have a profound effect upon the lives of those around them. And a mother’s love is difficult to define and estimate. Hope you’re well and have a great week ahead. 🙂

  3. The prologue set the tone as you set the expectations of what’s coming, but the way the girl grew, peeling layers off her personality, and then a sudden ending with a character who was easily forgotten initially, it was marvelous….reading horror with Sherlockosque twist!!!

    • Thanks so much, Deepak. I suppose some individuals will be who and what they are irrespective of the consequences. And mothers somehow bear the brunt for their children emotionally and at times physically. Hope you’re good and wish you a great year end. Take care. 🙂

    • Thanks so much, John. I suppose that could be another urban legend in the making. Hope you’re having a good end to the year. Wish you the best always. 🙂

  4. Wow, I didn’t know which direction the story will turn. And the poor mother, who’s so repressed that she just accepts whatever the fate brings to her. I often think that your characters are based on somebody you’ve met. Maybe it’s just my conjecture…

    • Haha. Thanks so much, Haoyan. Maybe my characters are a world I imagine to be a part of. Scary and crazy. But that’s the charm of fiction writing. Hope you’re well and have a healthy and safe year end. 🙂

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