Tag Archives: Rie Sheridan Rose

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Breathlessby Rie Sheridan Rose I rise up from the depthswhere I was tossed… no need for chainsthought the lazy manwith the heavy handswho threw me from the boat—the wool of the sweater willbe enough. He … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Snow… White…. Forever… by Rie Sheridan Rose We were seven. Brothers in spirit if not by blood. And then, she came…and she was a breath of fresh air to our coal-stained souls. It wasn’t … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The House at the End of the Lane by Rie Sheridan Rose “See what I mean?” “It is a bit odd.” “Why would you have a door like that? It’s two feet up the … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! As the Crow Flies… by Rie Sheridan Rose “Do you have any idea where we are going?” “Map says we are almost there.” “And where is that exactly?” “Somewhere safe.” “Do such places exist … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Yellow Sky by Rie Sheridan Rose “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Bwacaw asked Crree. “Yes. I’ve never seen the sky that color.” “I have, but not for many years. I was as young as you, … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Final Sunset by Rie Sheridan Rose Looking out over the lake, you’d never know what happened here. It’s so peaceful…the water like glass; the clouds limned with gold. So beautiful… But under that smooth … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Journey Out of Time by Rie Sheridan Rose “It’s time.” I glanced down at the strange garments I wore…a loose tunic reaching nearly to my knees, flowing pantaloons that cinched in tightly at the … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Ink in the Glass by Rie Sheridan Rose Cadra sat behind the scarred oak table, chin in her hands. Staring into the glass of water before her, she bit her lip. It would tell … Continue reading →