WELCOME TO STORIES BY C.S. CASPAR
LEGEND AND LITERATURE
EACH PROGRESSIVE SPIRIT IS OPPOSED BY A THOUSAND MEDIOCRE MINDS APPOINTED TO GUARD THE PAST... Maurice Maeterlinck
Coming soon - The Light, The Shadow and Chaos.
A spiritual journey into why we live, what makes us who we are, and what happens after we die...
Here is a little of what you will find in The Light, The Shadow and Chaos.
“Be Silent…! Howled the Shadow, “You ask what is time and I say to you; time is for he who longs for death yet it never comes. Time is for those that love, yet see not their own heart. Nothing ever changes for those that seek the future in the past. For time is not a second before or after. It is the space in-between nothing and forever.”
Coming soon - The Light, The Shadow and Chaos.
A spiritual journey into why we live, what makes us who we are, and what happens after we die...
Here is a little of what you will find in The Light, The Shadow and Chaos.
“Be Silent…! Howled the Shadow, “You ask what is time and I say to you; time is for he who longs for death yet it never comes. Time is for those that love, yet see not their own heart. Nothing ever changes for those that seek the future in the past. For time is not a second before or after. It is the space in-between nothing and forever.”
THE OLD RAILWAY TUNNEL A Short Story....
An abused little girl . . . She's in Danger . . .
Thomas wants no trouble . . . But evil has to be stopped . . .
Time is running out.
A sense of something foul surged through his body, something hideously dark; it filled him with dread and he goose fleshed all over.'
WAY TO GO A Short Story...
A book for every soul that ever lived . . .A book with your name on it . . .
And if you opened that book, what would you find?
Some secrets should never be revealed.
'... with one hand, the creature snapped his fingers, and with the other, he searched inside his robe before withdrawing an impossibly large feathered quill. A book simply glided out of the shelf and hovered in mid-air. The creature that could have once been a man grasped the floating book with a bony hand, opening it somewhere in the middle. He flipped a few pages and began writing...'
THE TALLYMAN - A TRIBUTE TO STEPHEN KING... A Short Story...Is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
A famous writer with too many disgruntled characters . . .
What happens when they come for revenge . . .?
Start running or negotiate.
''Moments later The Dark Man was leaning over me, and smiling into my face . He was a malevolent-looking man. "Good Day, Sunshine, I' am the Tallyman," he said quietly, "I've been sent to collect." I stared back at him, my mouth gaping. "Collect… collect what?" I gurgled through more blood. There was a pause, and his smile got wider. "What is owed."
The Tallyman, had coal- black eyes. He wore a long black jacket, blue jeans, and yellow leather gloves. A black woolen beanie hid what appeared to be a bald head. I was still observing him when next he said. "Look at it this way, Stephen, what is about to happen to you is just like what happened in Pet Cemetery."
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STYGIAN RIVER A Short Story...
A book was hidden long ago by an evil witch . . .
Inside was a map . . A promise and a curse . .
But a sacrifice must be paid.
... the approaching sound of something slithering through the grass, something fat, heavy, and unnatural. It paused close to the smoldering remnants. A tiny, cold pink hand, picked up a small charred piece of blue cloth; then it moved off again. Only to disappear down the hole, it had emerged from the night before.'
DON'T LET HIM IN Flash Fiction...
Don't fall asleep . . .
Don't believe what you see . . .
Don't call for help . . . and whatever you do . . .
Don't Let Him In . . .
It isn't human but instead, the lurking fear felt in every human heart. Then it was gone, leaping fluidly into the hallway and vanishing.'