I wasn’t going to post today, but it’s my birthday, so I should post a birthday post or something. Here’s an old old story of mine that was once published on a webzine that no longer exists. It’s got issues, but I’m not going to read through it and fix them cause it’s tooooo old. Like me.
Short Story: Horror
The old man shuffled around the perimeter, his body stooped, his eyes downcast. Even now the boy moved his hand over the machine’s surface, his face radiating ecstasy, and as he turned his attention to the old man his eyes widened in expectation.
“Is it ready?” he said, his breath a reverent whisper.
“You know as well as I do,” sighed the old man. “We have done our best with it, yes.”