Short Stories by Leigh Hull

I’ve been writing since I was a kid, and much of that has been in the form of short stories. This is my place to share them with you.

Short Horror Story: Reflection of a Ruined Castle

As I stepped into the clearing, I was too enamored by the sight that I took no notice of all that was distorted. My mind was focused only on the accolades that would certainly come once I returned with tangible evidence, and not the eerie stillness that surrounded the crumbling stone.