The Last Night
Welcome to Fiction Friday. Each Friday, I’m sharing with y’all a glimpse into the mind of Zach the Zombie and some of his friends. Today, we hear from the Storyteller, Arthur. You know the drill–this is very minimally edited. I continue to appreciate grace and forgiveness for errors! 🙂 “In The Days When there Was Night,” Arthur started, “there was no peace.” Zach leaned in so he could hear Arthur’s words. “No peace. Neighbor argued with neighbor. Leaders fought and lied and stole from people and nations alike. Darkness filled the hearts of the people just like it covered their land […]


