Cryptic Fiction

Welcome to Cryptic Fiction, a place where the unexpected becomes the expected. Here you will discover limitless imagination, with a dash of darkness to spice things up. Break boundaries, explore the extreme, and journey to the other side. Step out of the day and smile at the night. Don't worry, the night will smile back. It's been waiting for you your entire life...

The Empty Room

Grief was heavy upon his shoulders, like Atlas holding the Earth aloft in the heavens. His cherished tomes still sat upon the bookcase, brittle pages filled with wisdom he could neither grasp nor attain. There was the couch upon which she gently sang to him, melodies that penetrated his soul like a whisper of light in the darkness. Followed by twilight's of fumbling hands, naked skin, and the urgent passion of unfettered youth. And there his writing desk, from upon which he inscribed poetry for her, and would read to her as she nestled warmly by the hearth.

Tears streamed down his solemn visage as he contemplated how much love existed in this room. And did the room know, could a room contain a memory? His heart ached in his breast to the point of bursting as he wished to turn back the hated hands of time. To a time before charred wallpaper and boiling paint, a time before the fire, and fire, and fire, and fire.

He turned, uttering grief in a howl that was animal, not man. And there she stood before him, his great love! The apparition silenced his anguish, her smile cooling the embers of his broken heart. Yet he had no time for shock or exultation, for she took him…