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Submitted to Contest #255
My boots scuffed against the gravel road as I walked toward my destination: a cross-roads. My backpack thumped heavily between my shoulderblades, the contents inside: my great-grandmother’s grimoire, black candles, and a rib bone from my beloved. Digging up that had been the really tricky part. Nevermind digging the grave up. Honestly that had been the easier part. Katia had only been buried a few days ago. The soil had still been loose, and it was still too early in the winter season for the ground to be frozen. No, the hard part had ...
Submitted to Contest #254
My skirts swished around my feet as I walked, my hair pinned atop my head as heavy as my thoughts. The small orchestra played diligently, and I was sure my betrothed would wait only a dance or two before taking me to the floor, as propriety demanded. This was a celebration, our celebration, after all. He was a good and kind man. He would be a good husband, to someone. "Charlotte, there you are. May I have this dance, and hopefully every other one this evening?" A deep, mirthful voice asked from behind me. I turned, plastering a smile on my f...
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