Thursday, 30 October 2014

Death - an extract from The Shadow Fabric

“Last night I saw Death,” she said, “and it spoke to me. I heard its voice. I heard many voices. I tasted fire, could smell the fear and see the pain, and when I closed my eyes, I knew something wanted me—something large, powerful, and perhaps even greater than God. The opposite of God. It wanted to show me pleasure and desire and the answers to all questions. At the same time it wanted to be me. Eat me and kill me. Drown me and burn me. It wanted me to kill myself. It wanted me to starve, to jump from a roof.”

“It wanted me to bang my head against the wall,” she added, “and it wanted to love me. It told me it loved me, and inside those words, I saw my head bloody as I smashed it against the wall. I felt its own desire and pleasures. All it wanted was my death. It wanted to suck in my life and blow it out as darkness. And that darkness was all there was. And this frightened me more than anything. More than the other strange things I saw. It wanted me to exist as nothing. A darkness so much more than Death’s offering.”
-The Shadow Fabric, Mark Cassell

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Mark Cassell lives in a rural part of the UK with his wife and a number of animals. He often dreams of dystopian futures, peculiar creatures, and flitting shadows. Primarily a horror writer, his steampunk, fantasy, and SF stories have featured in several anthologies and ezines.

His debut novel, The Shadow Fabric, is a supernatural story and is available from Amazon.

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