Cthulhu Comes to the Vampire Kingdom

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by Cameron Pierce


  “I love you, Lola.”

  Franz lifted Lola and pulled her close to him.

  Cradling her in his arms, he stumbled over to Cthulhu’s gargantuan, hollowed-out corpse. Death had a curious effect on Cthulhu. His mouth hung open like a doorway. It was encrusted with emeralds.

  Franz stepped inside, carrying Lola like a delicate vase. They found themselves in a cavernous house of twinkling stars. It needed some cleaning up, of course, but they would manage.

  Over the next few hundred years, they would build a graveyard and properly bury all the dead. For now, they needed a coffin of their own to sleep in. They were very tired. As luck would have it, they found one. Cthulhu must have swallowed a house in his recent reign of terror.

  They climbed inside the coffin and closed the lid and cuddled close together. Before falling into a deep and hopeful sleep, they exchanged some parting words.

  “Franz?”

  “Yes?”

  “Can we try again?”

  Cameron Pierce is the author of six other books, the most recent being the island horror novella Gargoyle Girls of Spider Island. His fiction and poetry has appeared in many publications in print and on the internet, including The Barcelona Review, The Nervous Breakdown, The Bizarro Starter Kit (Purple), Bust Down the Door and Eat All the Chickens, The Dream People, The Horror Library Vol. II, Nemonymous, Warmed and Bound, Christmas on Crack, Nouns of Assemblage, Bare Bone, Smalldoggies Magazine, Everyday Genius, The Journal of Experimental Fiction, and Verbicide. He is also the editor of Lazy Fascist Press. Cameron lives in Portland, Oregon with his wife, author Kirsten Alene.

 

 

 


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