
Show Notes
There is a park at the edge of a sleeping city. A man walks through it at night — tall, cloaked, unhurried — as if he has walked this way before, many times, across many years. A boy watches from a window. Dreams come. And something waits outside in the moonlight, patient as stone, returning with every full moon whether it is wanted or not.
William Bundy's *A Walk in the Park* is a story about inheritance — the kind you don't choose.
*A Walk in the Park* is published on William Bundy's Substack at redsaidwrites.substack.com, where you'll find more of his writing in the same vein.
William Bundy is a UK-based writer of dark and supernatural fiction whose work spans short stories, essays, and film.
Find his writing at www.williambundy.com,
Substack at redsaidwrites.substack.com,
his film work on Instagram at www.instagram.com/redsaidfilms, and all his links gathered in one place at www.linktr.ee/williambundy.
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