Sunday, Ulit.

"To be honest, I'm always late." he confessed to his friend, "unless it's Sunday." he added, smiling. A short story written by moannatea © 2020

A Gift in the Dark

A collection of paranormal, horror and fantasy short stories woven around old legends, odd characters, the occasional werewolf and the darkness within, some of which have been published or picked up the odd award. There are things you cannot see unless they want to be seen, and some legends linger on despite the mod...