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Knifepoint Horror

These tales of supernatural suspense by Soren Narnia adhere to the most primal element of storytelling: a single human voice describing events exactly as it experienced them. The stories, stripped of even proper titles, spill forward as taut, uninterrupted confessions.

Knifepoint Horror leaves nothing but the story's riveting spine to compel and chill you to the core. Music by Kevin MacLeod. These stories are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License, meaning that anyone is free to adapt them as they see fit, even for profit, without the obligation to compensate the author. Email: songofsadbirds@aol.com.

Also by Soren Narnia: the podcast 'Those Snowy Nights You Read to Me, They'll Never Be Forgotten.'

More horror tales found at https://www.youtube.com/user/winterthurn.

Dec 10, 2016

Here's a horror tale told through a different format. In a mysterious, undefined era, a desperate foot journey traverses a winter wilderness that promises a lonely death--perhaps a natural one, but likely not.

LET NO ONE WALK BESIDE HER

with Kalem Murray, Teddy Ray Bullard, Melinda Kordich, and Jason Hill

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Jan 22, 2016

The next time you take a long country drive, look to your left and right as the scenery rolls by, the forgotten places where no footsteps tread for weeks, months, maybe years at a time. How long would it be before anyone noticed that such a place had become shelter for something unspeakable?

 

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Oct 29, 2015

He was a teenager who suddenly had no place to sleep, no money, and no options. The world had quickly become a very scary place ... and then shelter appeared much too conveniently.


Sep 11, 2015

In the space of minutes, a travel writer venturing alone in remote waters goes from a state of enviable tranquility to blinding terror. 

 

P.S. Fans of zombie stories--non-traditional ones, that is--might be interested in an audio novella of mine called Song of the Living Dead...


Jul 19, 2015

Somewhere near your house it stands, one of those decaying places that people always whisper about as they pass by. For every day you age, it seems to age three. But it may well live beyond you, silently daring you each night at dusk to enter, coldly confident you'll always be too...