Samael Lynch

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“It's Not As Bad As You Think, Is It?” by Samael Lynch

Submitted to Contest #184

Nothing was off, all and all it was the most normal day then the blackout came. You think this would be enough reason for total insanity across the whole fucking globe right? Well you would be surprised by that. Sure some stupid folk acted all crazy like as if everything was going to end and got themselves killed in the end but they were stupid so it was kinda in their job description to act like that. Not to say that al...

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“Waking up after supposed Death.” by Samael Lynch

Submitted to Contest #170

‘Fools all of them, simple minded fools who could not begin to understand a single percent of my geniuses,’ the supposed dead man yelled in the morgue to one in particular. He had woken up not to long ago but had already resumed his nonsensical shouting at the sky. Some thing would never change. The morgue was a rather cold place but that was alright, he had felt nothing but cold these past few weeks so ...

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“Rambelings preceding Death” by Samael Lynch

Submitted to Contest #170

‘I’ve got a plan.’ Is what I would have said if I actually had a plan, sadly I did not possess something quite so magical. Perhaps it would have been the sane route if I had one. To first begin a plan and only then act upon it but I simply could not resist, so I acted without a plan. I was hungry you see, I needed to feed. After all what was the alternative here? I go on feeling hunger? No, no, no, no, no, no, NO. That w...

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“What Could Have Been” by Samael Lynch

Submitted to Contest #167

I saw the woman who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I was on the train. What the time was or what colour the sky was outside wasn’t important, even if I wanted to tell you I couldn’t. My mind was elsewhere. But let me backpaddle a bit. My story started the same as everyone else’s. I woke up early to go to a job I hated only to return when it became dark or light outside. That was my life for five days of the week as I was sure would be the case for many people. But this story was not about work, well it sort...

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Author bio

Just someone who is trying to to write some horror tales, in the foolish hope that some will actually care to read them...