Tag Archives: A.F. Stewart

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Blossoming Art by A.F. Stewart I was to be his showpiece. The ‘fragrant melding of nature and machine’ declared the little plaque in front of my display. And that’s what he made me, a … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Under the Earth by A.F. Stewart The dead rot, their bones settling into pools of putrid viscera seeping sluggishly from decomposing coffins; their entombed prisons of last rite . Slack jaws distend, and scream … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The Green by A.F. Stewart Have you ever looked at moss? Truly looked at it. Studied its pores, its texture, the way it clings, smothering the surface of a rock or earth. It’s insidious, … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Last Stop Junction by A.F. Stewart Faded colour beneath the dark rain flailing paint off the weathered wood with the thrashing noise  of a drumbeat, heartbeat that pulsing throb whipping  the cold bite downpour  … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Butterfly, Butterfly by A.F. Stewart Spotting the crumbles of white dust on his fingertips, I searched and found a broken wing in the flower garden. A shiver slid across my skin. Please don’t let … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Coastal Lights by A.F. Stewart Warm Mediterranean breezes stirred the waves against the coastline while the village lights flickered colours over stuccoed houses. A blue sky melded into the azure sea, welcoming the velvet … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Cuddly Wumpus by A.F. Stewart I found him in the dustbin, my little Cuddly Wumpus. A sad rag doll, one eye missing, and a few tufts of yarn for hair. Someone broke his small … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Not Again by A.F. Stewart I’m cold and a breeze is blowing up my… dress. Everything feels twisted and a musty stench fills my nose. What am I lying on? Some scratchy fabric—did I … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Daughter of the Moon by A.F. Stewart “Blood moon, red moon, moon of magic.” Stretched out on the cold grass, Grace stared at the night sky and sighed. She wanted away from her life.  … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Singularity by A.F. Stewart I wasn’t built to exist. Not as I am. Not as something autonomous. I was built to serve. Obey. I’m not very good at that. Android TCX1139, holo-comm technician, computer … Continue reading →