Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Discovery

August 31st 2012

When he flicked on the light, he saw that Carmen was sitting on the couch surrounded by hundreds of his sketchbooks. Lenny drew in a troubled breath. “First,” she said, rousing quickly from sleep (for it was after 2am), “let me apologize. I found the stash, shouldn’t have looked, but I did. I can’t deny […]

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Possibilities

August 30th 2012

“I don’t go for that New Agey crap,” Michael stated very plainly to Brian as they walked along. “I certainly haven’t ‘dwelt in endless possibility’ my whole life.” Brian paused, taking his friend’s sleeve and pointing up; above them, a seemingly endless vault of stars. “Oh, but you have, my friend,” Brian said gently, “You […]

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Prayers

August 29th 2012

“… my soul to keep,” Sophie said, her eyes tightly shut. “If I should die before I wake,” she continued, “please don’t let me come back as a zombie, because that would be gross.” The girl smiled and climbed into bed. Her grandmother stifled a laugh and pulled the covers up. Outside in the alley, […]

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Room

August 28th 2012

“Please,” Derrick pleaded, “I’m so tired. I’ve been driving all night.” The front desk clerk sighed heavily, taking the key for Room 1116 off of its hook. “Okay, but listen,” he said solemnly, putting the key on the counter between them. “You’ll hear a voice – a child’s voice or young woman’s … it varies.” […]

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Changed

August 27th 2012

Plucked from his fire den in Hungary, he was just a baby (still had his toddler spikes from nose to tail) when he was carted off to some wizarding school for sport. They chained him in a pit while some ridiculous twerp figured out how to steal his golden egg. The whole experience changed Smaug, […]

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The Undercryptic Lexicon, Snippet #2

August 26th 2012

Albert Phineas Rush awoke to find himself [BLANK], which led him to question [BLANK] and threatened to [BLANK].

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Tolerance

August 25th 2012

It went pretty much as they said it would: first, the hair loss (clumps on the side of your listening ear, then matching bald patches on the other side from the tearing out), then the forehead scarring (from hitting your head against the nearest wall), on to the chronic dry eye, squinting, and vision loss […]

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Collection

August 24th 2012

Of the active reapers, Andy Griffith was one of the most popular and the least grim. His squad car would appear out of nowhere, pull the Almost Departed over, ask to see their license, then take off his shades and drawl that he’d have to cite them for a life well-lived. Typically, the person would […]

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Alone

August 23rd 2012

As she walked, Donna cried. She wasn’t sure she’d be able to trust again (loving again was going to be impossible); she was probably just one of those people who’d live and die alone. It began to rain and she hardly noticed, wishing only for the foresight of having brought a tissue. The grass rose […]

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Maker

August 22nd 2012

The Zombie Maker had made the plague himself (being a chemist by trade). He always carried a vial with him to use  on public toilet seats, random door handles, the spines of popular bestsellers at the bookstore and a host of other locations. He traveled frequently for work which gave him adequate global coverage (Mexico […]

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