How about some post-apocalyptic imagery for this week's horror #VisualWritingPrompt?

If you're so inclined, write a toot-length story inspired by this image, and tag it #MicroMonsters.

And, if you can, please boost.

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Hell's doors on Earth were supposed to be closed forever and ever, amen. Impossible to open from both sides without the key, which only the Archangel Taradiel had, the door was opened. Taradiel, the Five Headed Archangel, was executed for treason. His five skulls were left where he died to serve as an example. To who? It's a mystery. No one on Earth survived the invasion, and the few angels and demons left will never return to the living plane…
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Where I Went

Wherever my soul wandered
and all the things it did
Sacred
Profane
You only rest where your heart is
Where you love or where you hate

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One need not fear skulls, only the evil that exposes them early.
Graymoor Cemetery in the outskirts of Aberdeen had a history of … disturbing events; the year 1887 hosted one such episode. Walking through the morning mist to visit his wife's grave, Mr. Aiden Ross came across an unusually adorned grave: flowers, a newly planted (but dead) rose bush with a necklace hanging from it, and the skulls of two children. Three days later there was a third skull, an adult with a rosary. New skulls appeared, each time with a new 'fetish:' feathers, watch fobs, tassels, hair braids. All the skulls were 'fresh.' Scotland Yard was called in and established round-the-clock surveillance, but still the skulls appeared.
At dawn on October 20th Constable Ian Burton saw a figure walking through the mist. Burton followed, saw it lay a skull and fetish on the grave, and then simply melt away. He went to the grave and found a red beaded necklace with heart pendant. He recognized it ... as his wife’s.