Malitiaville – I

“I’ll return shortly,” he said. That was three years ago.

Evelyn watched the moonlight struggle to enter her bedroom. Too weak to penetrate the palpable darkness saturating the space, the moonbeams bounced off the blackness and scattered back into the night. Exactly 404 days have passed since his last letter. The silence toyed with her imagination, making it conjure up numerous grisly possibilities for his continued absence.

With an impatient sigh, she curled into a ball, attempting to quiet the feeling of dread writhing around in her stomach. She hadn’t expected to worry about him this much.

*This is a slightly revised first chapter of my supernatural series Malitiaville (you can read the original here). I’m currently editing the second chapter and hope to have it posted soon.


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