Threads that Bind

Pierce watched the shards of colour knife over the surface of the table as he pushed and prodded his glass through puddles of spilt beer. The prismatic hues at odds with the cracked varnish and beer-stained wood. Light and dark. Two sides of a coin. A chance meeting. Fate. Bollocks. “Hi, Pierce, thought I’d find…

Pleasure and pain became polarizing points of light in Richard Tomey’s darkness. With nothing else to do, he focused upon them, concentrating his mind on those soft touches, the slaps and the punches; they illuminated his life as much as the voices. And those voices were everywhere. “Why bother locking the door Tony, he ain’t…

“Good afternoon, detective,” the uniformed deputy greeted her at the door of the old Victorian manse. “My name’s Joshua Corey. You made good time.” “Lieutenant Joann Walker. I was already up in Pine Valley on another matter,” she replied. “What do we have here?” The uniform led her into the foyer of the elegant old…

It’s no secret that Threads that Bind is a coalition of authors and artists created to discuss and expound on the dark and chilling story. It should come as no surprise, then, that many of our talented writers have offered short stories for the entertainment of our readers. Today we are inaugurating a new feature…