Morning brought a new day, complete with the bright sun rising over the eastern hillside casting its warm glow across the acres of a cornfield as the cool, moist evening dew clung desperately to the tall blades of grass along the sloping ridge. Birds chirped their good morning songs while in the distance, you could hear the sounds of people waking to greet another day … Continue reading From the Malafarina Files, ‘Whence Cometh the Wolf?’ a short story by the master of horror Thomas M. Malafarina