Writings – Galactic Bubbles

The Birth of the Succubus

As they burn me over the flames, my outer layer melts off to reveal the demonic succubus lurking beneath; I fly off into the night leaving them terrified of the day I return to take their sons.

The Dismal Swamp

A marshland hike takes an unexpected turn.

Incertum Futurum

The path ahead is paved with uncertainty.

Kaleidoscope Dreams

A trip through a woodland fantasy turns dark.

Looking at me you’d never know the stigma of my parentage; I look like your average woman who gets up at 6:00 am every day. I work out, I eat a healthy breakfast, then I shower and go to work. I’m usually on time, granted the subway doesn’t have any issues. I didn’t always growContinue reading “Ghosts of my Father’s Past”