Poeinspired Stories

"Desire and death intertwine in a haunted estate, where one man's curiosity may be the key to his eternal entrapment." In The House of Hollow Murmurs, a young man inherits a long-abandoned estate and becomes drawn into its labyrinthine halls, haunted by whispers, shadows, and a mysterious spectral woman. As he explores, he succumbs to obsession, desire, and the House's supernatural pull, blurring the line between life and death. The woman, an embodiment of the House itself, reveals its dark truths and lures him toward surrender. In the end, he becomes part of the House, his body and soul dissolved into its eternal shadows, trapped in a cycle of longing, lust, and death.

The atmospheric research outpost was designed to study closed systems - humidity control, air recycling, environmental stability. When a micrometeor strike damages the station's intake housing, a four-person maintenance crew is dispatched to perform routine repairs. The damage is minor. Systems remain functional. Diagnostics read normal. Within parameters. But once aboard, subtle irregularities begin to surface. Elevated humidity. Accelerated wound healing. Growth patterns in the ventilation system that mirror something disturbingly familiar. The crew remains calm. Focused. Professional. After all, nothing is technically wrong. As evidence accumulates and urgency fades, Structural Systems Specialist Daniel Hale faces a quiet decision: escalate the anomaly and risk destabilizing the mission - or trust the data. The numbers don't lie. The atmosphere is stable. Everything is within parameters. And by the time anyone realizes what's growing in the walls - and in them - it may already be too late.

Willow was wrongfully accused by Daro, a friend of her and her husbands, of her husband untimely murder. Daro had her put into an insane asylum because of her unstable condition after her husbands murder. But Willow knows she didn't do it and is innocent. What will she do if she escapes? A/n I'll leave a glossary at the end don't worry!

A short some what monologue http://theemptinessbehindmywords.blogspot.com/?m=1

poetry written by yours truly

Fate comes knocking.

Based on a painting by the same name by Mr. Scanlan.