About Al Bruno III
This is the third story we have posted from Al Bruno III, and I am pretty sure he is the only author we have posted stories from. But this is only because I love his short stories PLUS he is the only author who alerts us when he writes something we may be interested in and allows us to repost them here for our readers. So if you stumble upon any dark writing out there or an author with stuff you think our readers may be interested in, let us know and we will be happy to post it here for our mabazillion of fans. As for this story, well it is a doozy. I’ve not read all of Bruno’s work, but this one is longer than the other two we have posted (“In Memory Alone” and “Roadside Burials“) and more disturbing. It deals with a Lovecraft-ish mythos of Bruno’s own creation that he calls a “mythology on progress”. This one a story of a world where both dreams and monsters lurk in the shadows, where love and forgotten rituals fight for control of the human heart.…
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…“Are you just going to sulk or do you want to dance?” She stood before him with her hand outstretched and no pity in her eyes.
No one else at the homecoming dance even noticed them as they made their way out onto the floor, half giggling half blushing.
Not that anyone would have cared anyway…
It was a modest sized ballroom in a medium sized hotel. Middle aged people dressed in crisp clothes wandered through the tables, all hugs, smiles and handshakes. The open bar was seeing a lot of action, the buffet not so much. It was the 25th high school reunion and everyone was giggling over how much everyone had changed; who got fat, who got thin, who got rich and who got weird. Randy Carter stood near the back of the room, watching it all, hoping someone would notice him but unable to make the first move.
It was like old times again.…
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