Tag Archives: Rie Sheridan Rose

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! One Last Ride  by Rie Sheridan Rose There is a hush now in these once vibrant lands. The rail goes straight as an arrow through the remains of verdant fields. Nothing grows here now. The … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Business Venture by Rie Sheridan Rose It made good sense. When I got back to Kansas and found that the farm was in even worse shape than I remembered, I did what I could. I … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Scheherazade’s Last Story  by Rie Sheridan Rose When she began the stories, she was only thinking of herself. Of surviving to draw breath another day. As daughter to the Vizier, she had been safe from … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The Last by Rie Sheridan Rose The world is a desolate place now. Ash and agony are all that remain. I watched my fellows slip away one by one…succumbing to plague or pestilence or merely … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The Game by Rie Sheridan Rose Margo said it was a game. She asked if I wanted to play, and I was so bored—and lonely, frankly—that I swept aside my better judgment and said yes. … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Step Inside by Rie Sheridan Rose The box sat on the doorstep when Brita got home. She hadn’t ordered anything from Amazon in weeks. She wasn’t expecting any sort of delivery, but carried it into … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Don’t Look Downby Rie Sheridan Rose I don’t know how I got here. I went to a party last night…frat party. I’m only a freshman. I’d never been to one before. When the pledge … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! We Thought We Were Safeby Rie Sheridan Rose We thought we were safe when the Horseman began terrorizing the countryside. After all, our walls were high and stout—manned night and day by strong guards … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! It’s Pretty Here, Isn’t It?by Rie Sheridan Rose Sometimes, I come down here to the remains of the dock and look out over the endless sea and remember how things used to be. You’d … Continue reading →