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Autonomy Bleeds Black is the first horror short from Kris Leliel, an allegorical and gruesome horror short about being harassed by a narcissistic parent.

When the author hears any mention of his father, he gets a terrible sting in his chest. The pain worsens when his father comes over for a surprise visit, which is why he’s told to leave.

The author remembers what his father will do to get what he wants and the horrors that follow when he doesn’t. Expecting his father’s return, the author’s inner truth literally bleeds out of him as he desperately tries to set boundaries and stay safe.

What will it take to make his father listen?


Kris Leliel

I am a mystic and creative spirit.

You’re welcome to check out my blog to get to know me, read “The Violet Project Diaries” where I record the progress of my writing career and my dark fantasy novel series, or read my articles on Vocal where I offer writing advice, analyses of fiction, and study metaphysical and occult topics. You can also chat with me by following my social media pages below.


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