Viola marvelled at her creation, immensely proud. Well…it wasn’t hers, technically speaking. It had existed before she’d happened upon it, but Viola had expanded upon it greatly, cherry-picking the best bits, and so she claimed full credit for it. A nimbus of bubbled encircled her, infinite in number and variety. If one looked closely, and…Continue Reading “Membrane”
Author: JM Merryt
I'm a horror writer, an artist, a contortionist, and my back up plans (in case writing doesn't pan out) have included running away with the circus.