Tag Archives: Scarlett R. Algee

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Sustenance by Scarlett R. Algee At Processing Site 17, on Wednesdays, we feed dissidents to the Machine. It’s a simple process: their crimes are read, they’re dropped from the platform, they scream until … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The Final by Scarlett R. Algee Malory knew the door; had wondered about it for the entirety of her stay at the academy. Impossible not to, the way the other students tended to … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The Last Day of Christmas by Scarlett R. Algee From above, again, the noise. Angelica stares down at her carpet and realizes she’s about to need a lot of ammonia. The blood is … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! A Little Friendly Competition by Scarlett R. Algee It looks like a nice street to die on, he’d said. Nice. That’s a good word, she decides, studying the stretch of cobblestone beneath her … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Black, Red, Black by Scarlett R. Algee Far off down the boulder-strewn plain, she sees them coming, arcing black shapes against the greenish light of the mist-shrouded sun. He gurgles. She looks down; … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Half Past by Scarlett R. Algee Three minutes after midnight Nassa thrashes in the bed and wakes herself coughing, painfully pushing her thin frame upright to fumble at the rusty sludge oozing from … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Strong as Marble, Warm as Blood by Scarlett R. Algee She is perfect, because I made her so. Only my hands have worked the blue-veined, dove-grey marble I chose for her body. Only … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Showroom by Scarlett R. Algee Elise hasn’t been back to the old factory since the disappearances. She’s never known what was made here; the gates were shuttered before she was born. But by … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Mother of Dust by Scarlett R. Algee In the field beyond the house, the corn bakes parchment-brown and thin, sun at the stalks’ heads, sand at their feet. But she can’t see that, … Continue reading →