Tag Archives: Raven Series

(That was a rather ominous final line yesterday.) “We’ll handle it right away,” Melissa declares before leaving the tent. Startled by the sudden change of scenery, Dawn looks in every direction and touches her body to find that she is … Continue reading →

(Sorry about the swearing yesterday . . . Blame Lloyd.) Covered in cuts and missing an eye, Dawn stands gasping for air and clinging to the blood-soaked satchel. Her shoulders are numb from wielding the heavy weapon and she swears … Continue reading →

(Can you believe I started the Raven Series 4 years ago?  Still doubt myself with horror writing.) Bubbles rise from Dawn’s mouth as she clings to Kara and tries to see in the darkness of the ocean. Stinging salt forces … Continue reading →

(Fun fact: The hardest part of this whole project was finding images. So much blood was seen.) “Join us and you shall be saved! The Order of the Emerald Robes has been chosen to survive the coming Apocalypse! See how … Continue reading →

(Wasn’t yesterday sweet and heartwarming?) Coming around a bend in the narrow path, Dawn and Kara stop at the sight of hundreds of people walking along a wide road. Vehicles roll slowly along in the midst of the bodies, the … Continue reading →

(More questions abound thanks to the last scene.) Not finding Dawn in the shed, Kara takes her time getting off the creaky cot and packing up her belongings. She stops at the sight of folded fabric on a shelf that … Continue reading →

(Totally forgot what I was going to write here. Dang phone.) The front door creaks open and a marionette is launched out to land in the mud a few feet away from Dawn. Standing near the edge of the clean … Continue reading →

(And move on they did.) The small store sits among the empty foundations of the buildings that once made up the quaint town. Exposed pipes hiss and fill the air with gas, which has made the area too dangerous for … Continue reading →

(Know where you’ve been to understand where you are.) “Why does Addison do so much with food?” Kara asks as they sit on the crest of a flattop hill. Sitting in a patch of spring-like warmth, she stares at the … Continue reading →