by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Image: Steve Tanham for his #NoirWednesday She was young, beautiful and the sun rose in her eyes. A stranger child… found by the wayside and raised by the elders. The village lads vied for her favour. Their mothers nodded doting heads and grandfathers remembered their vigour when the sun struck her midnight tresses, painting them blue.…
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on TanGental:
Here’s a new prompt to me, from Steve Tanham at Sun in Gemini It’s not dark exactly, but anyway here goes… Post Brexit Sergeant Theakston mopped his brow. ‘How’d that get there?’ Constable Bould looked at his notes. ‘According to Miss Prism – she lives at number 37 – it was there when she went out this morning for the…
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Morpethroad:
Picture by: Stephen Tanham It was a house like any other house. A little house over a bridge, doing what little houses over bridges did. Only it wasn’t. This house long thought to be a small house in which shelter could be sought when crossing the bridge held a dark and sinister secret. So dark and sinister that it curled…
