Introduction Welcome to the inaugural edition of The Dream Quarry — Volume 1: Eldritch Horror. Here you will find unspeakable horrors, of course, but also some humor, and perhaps even something a little poignant or thought-provoking. Kicking off the volume is a Bram Stoker Award nominated story from Lawrence Santoro, … Continue reading
Bunch woke up. He was at his place, under the bridge, down where Papoose Crick fed the Rolling River. Snow was falling. Okay. He sat up and yesterday oozed into his head. Oh cripes! He was pretty sure the Eelmans, the fat lady, that other stuff from last night, whatever … Continue reading
The corpses of children are heavier than you’d expect. The people who know this don’t tell you. They hide the details. Nobody wants them. Cross that bridge when you come to it and pray that you never do. Melissa knew the details. She knew that skin could pull taught overnight, … Continue reading
Tim could not believe his luck. The past two days, since Clarissa had agreed to go out with him, had felt like a dream, and now, here it was happening and from all indications, he was fully conscious. Tim was a reasonably confident guy and he’d dated some lovely women … Continue reading
1 In a funny way, the rain had brought people together. The sound was there, everywhere you went, and even if you blocked it out with earplugs or loud music you could still feel the moisture, the chill in the air, the weird feeling in your knees and your elbows. … Continue reading
Introduction Our monsters came with us, prepackaged in psyches forged on the savannas of ancient Africa. There’s nothing new about ghosts, vampires, zombies, werewolves — and eldritch horrors, beasts who remind us how small we are against the vast, star-spattered dropcloth of the universe. The Aztecs conceived of the divine … Continue reading
