Apex Magazine
There’s an armless maiden in the woods beyond the house. She doesn’t wail or weep the way you’d think a ghost or a grieving girl would. Her footsteps are heavy—sometimes...
Armless Maidens of the American West
There’s an armless maiden in the woods beyond the house. She doesn’t wail or weep the way you’d think a ghost or a grieving girl would. Her footsteps are heavy—sometimes...