Leeron Heywood Writing

Our Mother Welcomes You

Honestly? This was only like the fourth creepiest cult Natasha had been in. Er, investigated.

The Hunger Of The Cathwary Rhombus

The inscription could be translated as either ‘fortress’ or ‘prison’. Scholars likewise weren’t sure what the deity it housed had been a god of…

The Last Train Home

My life began to end when I fell asleep on the train home. A mistake I’d made plenty of times before, like who knows how many of my fellow commuters. But this time…

Zombism Or Hypothermia?

It all made sense once I decided I was dead.

A Special Guest At Chalky House

I always knew old widow Chalker’s family had been rich, but I couldn’t believe the treasures in that house of hers. Well, if she’s too daft to sell them, I reckon she’s too daft to miss a few…

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