Stories featuring Love & War Cemetery
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I See You, You See Me
“This is your dream, Marco,” Two Rabbit said. “So you tell me: why are we here? Why do you need to see the funeral again?” Photo by Mait Jüriado
No Such Thing As Ghosts
A single question burned hot in her mind since she’d heard the disquieting news: Where was Audra Fairgood? Photo by Bob Jagendorf.
The Eyes Have It
Morning yields many surprises: flowers, pie, angels, and a dead man’s eyes burned out of his skull. Photo by anthimeria
Minerva’s Ghost
Even as his insides reared up and his conscious mind threatened him with every weapon in its arsenal, Marco felt the invisible puppeteer pulling his marionette strings.
Cheehawk’s Ouija Challenge
“What’s oo-ee ha?” Marco asked, the word feeling strange and mysterious in his mouth.
“It’s a board that lets you talk to the spirits of dead people.”