Natalie Gray
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Welcome, Travelers! Allow me to introduce you to a compelling world of Magick and Mystery. My stories are not for the faint of heart, but should you deign to read them I hope you will find them entertaining and intriguing to say the least.
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The Cabin
The tires crunch underneath us as we drive up the icy gravel path, my hand in yours where it belongs. The snow-capped pines part before us, revealing our destination at long last. The cabin looks rustic and beautiful, like a life-sized gingerbread cottage dusted heavily with powdered sugar. It's so quiet and peaceful all the way up here, away from the noise of the city... away from all the things that don't really matter. It's been a long drive, and I know you're tired, but I can already tell from the sparkle in your eye that it was worth the trip up.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
The Mysterious Delivery
When the package dropped onto my doorstep, I was at the very least surprised. On second thought, "surprised" is a bit of an understatement The damn drone almost dropped the stupid thing right on top of my head as I was walking out the door. I was already incredibly late for work, and getting almost decapitated by a delivery drone did not do much to brighten my mood.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
Christmas With Cops
Being born and bred in the Southern US, holiday gatherings may seem a little... different than what the Hallmark cards portray. For starters, the holiday seasons around here usually coincide with hunting season. Being part of a family of avid hunters, it is not an uncommon sight to see antlers hanging on the walls and to overhear talk amongst my uncles and male cousins about their latest trophies. Furthermore, no holiday gathering is complete without the men in my family congregating outside to examine a new "toy" brought by one of the others and testing it out. Usually, it's some kind of firearm, but there are occasions when it differs.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Confessions
Can You Eat A Fried PB&J for Breakfast?
Can you eat a fried Pb&J for breakfast? Nutritionally, it seems like a good idea. Peanut butter is full of iron and protein, and if you use preserves instead of jelly then you get a serving of fruit and fiber. And then, of course, you have the bread to consider: whole wheat, white, multigrain, tortilla wrap, etc...
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Journal
The Fairest of them All
So... here we are again. I do hope you're enjoying these dark, macabre tales from the Realm of "What if...?", because I so enjoy telling them. Here is another that you may be familiar with, a tale as old almost as the concept of the Fairytale itself: it involves a lovely young maiden, a jealous, vain queen... and, of all things, an apple.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Horror
Cinders Ella
Ah, so you've returned. Excellent. Welcome back to the Realm of "What if...?". I have another classic for you today, one that has many versions worldwide: the Tale of the Little Cinder Girl. Suspend your disbelief for me once more, just for a few moments, and I shall begin our tale anew.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Horror
The Sleeping Beauty
We're all familiar with this tale, are we not? Anyone who has seen the Disney version should be. Have you ever wondered for a moment if, perhaps, Disney got it wrong? Of course, for anyone who knows the "true" story of many a Grimm's Fairytale, that answer is a resounding yes... but suppose that the Brothers Grimm also got it wrong? Consider this, if you will, an account of "what if...?".
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
It's Impossible to Write With a Dog. Top Story - November 2022.
It's impossible to write with a dog hovering over your shoulder. Perhaps if you have a small lap dog, like a Yorkie or a Dachshund, you may tend to disagree, but a great big fur-baby like a German Shepherd? Impossible, I say.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Petlife
The Samhain Chronicles, Ch. 18
Danny slept very fitfully. His dreams were a mired, swirling fog, blending and melding chaotically one into the other. He saw the bonfire again, and figures - hooded and cloaked - chanting all around. There was a great stone table, too, in the midst of a circle of even greater stones, and a full harvest moon shining above. Hideous creatures swiped and clawed at him from the darkness, threatening to snuff out his light. He felt as if he were in a cold, dark sea, barely keeping his head above the surface before another crashing billow of darkness tried to push him under. Suddenly there was an incredibly bright light all around him, voices calling out in fear and agony, while the shadows fled from the flames spreading to the trees. Danny thought he heard a voice, gentle but more powerful than all the universe, ringing through the burning pines.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
