I was once a man of flesh and bones. Now I’ve ascended beyond mortal life. I was naïve, ambitious and most importantly, alive. I remember having people around me I could call friends, but they’re now long gone. Nowadays, I roam around the lost forest at night, where the dense fog conceals whatever lies ahead. The night provides the perfect shade of black to cloak my run-down leathers and my stallion. The unfortunate poor souls that get lost in the forest see my face pierce through the fog, emitting a light shade of orange. 

 I recall my last breaths as a soldier during a siege. One fatal strike, then my head went flying. My senses failed me – taste, smell, sound and vision – before collapsing into the welcoming soil. Later I rose from the dirt and rode my hollow stead, clutching an axe in hand. All I could do was feel, and I felt that the forest was long deserted. Detached from the neck down, the realization came to me that I was like no other man. Dead I was, but a soldier nonetheless, doomed to eternally wander the fields of war. 

Then there was the matter of my missing noggin. I pondered over the options available to me as I searched for a replacement. Something circular, reminiscent of a human head. 

I wandered into a pumpkin farmstead abandoned in the wake of war. A pumpkin, something so sturdy yet so mendable, something that would allow me to carve fear into those that would oppose me. Using the edges of my rustic axe, I went to work. 

At last, I fit the pseudo head on my empty frame. When I opened my eyes, I had regained my senses. How I could taste the musky essence of death that lingered through the air. How I could smell the horrid stench of rotten corpses. How I stood in silence as the loud winds cried through the forest. It was familiar, and knew I belonged in such a place. 

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Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 year ago

Jadin, welcome to Voice.club. What a super first story, and great to see the story from the horseman’s POV, but you’ve made him so deliciously scary. Great job.

1 year ago

Your picture drew me in, and the first line had me shuddering. The entire story got better and better the more I read. Excellent writing! Welcome to Voice.club, Jadin. You definitely have a future as a writer.

Thompson Emate
Thompson Emate(@thompson-emate)
1 year ago

A well-written story with elements of dark twists. It has so many descriptive elements that sound deep. Well done and welcome to Voice.club, Jadin.

Dipayan Chakrabarti
Dipayan Chakrabarti(@dipayan-chakrabarti)
1 year ago

Hi Jadin
The soldier in the story tells his own tale. This idea and the scariness would impress the reader. Fantastic!

Christer Norrlof
Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
1 year ago

Welcome to Voice.club, Jadin. Your story is very colorful, powerful and well crafted. Congratulations. And you found the perfect picture for it! Impressive!

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

Hello, Jadin. Welcome to the voice club. Even at first glance at the picture, I was convinced that this story is good. When I started reading it, I wasn’t disappointed. It was well crafted and impressive. Good work on your first story, Jadin. Hope to read more stories from you.

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