Winston rubbed his presumably-broken toe and moodily contemplated the bottle of something-like-bourbon which sprawled in… Read the postWinston’s Telescreen
The Dark Lord’s vast tower gleamed with a malevolent light; it is uncertain how one… Read the postThe Dark Lord For President – Prologue
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there are no ghosts within the wall, no spectral things who walk each hall, whose… Read the postNo Ghosts
There is no actual “worst thing you could possibly do” to your enemies; even Dante… Read the postIn the minds of your enemies
There was once a Princess who kicked up an awful ruckus every mealtime. Now, in… Read the postA Chain of Food
(We almost never break our longtime rule of posting only microfiction. But this is important.… Read the postSee Us At Evil Expo
Once there was a community of Giants who ate horribly. I don’t mean that their… Read the postbone-meal
The Dark Army was almost inconceivably vast; this was due in part to its actual… Read the postOn Dark Armies
“It is my Will to inform the World of certain facts within my knowledge. I… Read the postninety-three salutations