Only a Christian Writer Can Write True Horror

On February 15, 2015February 5, 2017 By dorahakIn NovelsLeave a comment

The ashram still had its Beatles graffiti. A shrine now. No incense burned beneath it but they grilled and gated it behind an iron fence and placed a straw basket beside a watchful cross-legged yogi whose piercing gaze was enough to disgorge a “donation” from the harassed tourists taking selfies.

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Elder Norbit’s Walk in the Park (cont.)

On October 30, 2014February 19, 2018 By dorahakIn Fiction3 Comments

(This is the second of a two-part story. For the first, click here.)

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It seems a blur and to this day Norbit is hard put to explain exactly what transpired in the moments after his foot’s encounter with a figure in a shimmering suit and hat of purple riding what appeared to be a bicycle, playing what looked to be a miniature keyboard.

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