Feardom is a world of ghouls, monsters-under-the-bed, aliens & otherworld creatures. They manage freshly dead souls’ passage into Feardom or wherever else they may be bound, with all the expected errors, goof-ups and emergencies. They also run a fear economy, collecting, creating, processing and distributing fear across the living world.
A short story about an admirer and the object of their adulation
“How did we ever get here?” Aarav was sitting up in bed.
Trigger warnings: Death, Abuse
A short story about a jolly old place called Feardom – a fictional afterlife universe populated by ghosts, ghouls, spirits, aliens and otherworldly beings.
Today’s short story is about the power of lines – physical and intangible. The prompt was a famous Bollywood dialogue, which also appears in the story.
Café Mocha, Suresh had learnt, was coffee with a little squirt of that chocolate syrup they had in squeeze bottles. It’s what he always ordered at a coffeeshop now. Coming from the state with the oldest and largest coffee plantations in the country, Suresh found it curious, even unfair that…
A short story about the truth behind the peaceful family.
A short story about the fads of belief and authenticity and the law. And uh, beauty.
Turena wipes the wood-top desk and arranges the white sheet over it. It’s impractical, she has been told, but that’s what an architect would think. No artist would deny the magic of a white surface, the dichotomy of blank or plain, the lure of bleeding the pristine. Funnily enough, that…
