The written works of Alex Seifert

It was already dark out and the house was dimly lit. My house, which had been built by my father in 1823, had never been furnished with electricity. If I wanted any light at all during the night hours, I had to rely solely on candlelight. I had only lit one candle that night in [...]

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§37 · June 8, 2009 · Fiction, Horror · (No comments) · Tags: , ,