The House

Aegisthus sighed, pacing up and down the hall. He was buzzing with nervous energy, he felt it in his bones, but he wasn’t scared. He was...

Electra had not been allowed to repaint her pale blue bedroom walls. Her response was to paper over them with posters and throw scraps of...

Scene 4 They split the seams of the story, a clean cut, it barely bleeds. One by one they step inside until I can only see the grey...

The room radiated a sort of disregarded opulence that made you sick to look at. A catastrophic glamour. A grotesquery of melted finery....

Irene stepped into the rain. Anything to get away from the noise. She leaned against a wall, and turned her gaze from the cold and...

The House keeps the family secrets, says nothing of the child bones in the garden, and laps up the blood of kings with its long red...