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Submitted to Contest #154
(Trigger warning: This story contains themes based around loss and death of a loved one. Please read with caution.) “Aren’t most heirlooms supposed to be like a necklace or something? I can’t show this off.” Dahlia had been ranting about her supposed inheritance for the better part of the last hour. She was absolutely furious with the lamp she’d received. Delphi, on the other hand, couldn’t stop thinking about the funeral they had just attended. Her older sister was cruel, and selfish but she’d never imagine it to be this severe. To be la...
"We're running out of time!" "Yes, you've been saying that quite frequently for the past twenty minutes." Vinny was speaking through clenched teeth, trying not to think about what her hands were doing while at the same time very focused on her task. She had barely any concept of time in her current position. "Are you sure Finx even ate a bird today?" Vinny huffed again. While she was trying not to let the concept of lost time burden her search, she could feel her nervous itch beginning at the tip of her nose. The urge to scratch it was...
Submitted to Contest #68
“I’ll never get used to this,” Kai groans as he’s forced awake by the rattling of pots and pans in the kitchen. Senna dances happily in the kitchen, the light of the coming dawn just barely reaching the windows. Kai comes through the bedroom door in a haze, stumbling towards the smell of coffee. She hands him his cup and holds her own as she twirls towards the porch doors. She doesn’t spill even a drop and only stops to take a sip before heading out into the crisp winter morning. “Isn’t it just wonderful? I don’t think I’ll ever get used to...
Submitted to Contest #65
The itch is overwhelming, The moon is calling me home. To feel the pull of the moon is natural, for humans are made almost entirely of water and the moon is responsible for the tides. All witches know that during the times of a full moon, ocean creatures have interesting habits and routines. Perhaps we learned from them, perhaps the other way around. Either way, the end result is the same; beings gather at the sight of a full moon. The pull increased now by the thinning of the ethereal/ean veil causes cauldrons to stir...
Submitted to Contest #63
The wind from the east flutters through the chimes on the front porch. The tables are set, the chill in the air has come. The grin on Beatrix’s face is… whimsical. She’s got a special recipe in brew and she’s thrilled to try it out on her next human customer! Autumnal Menu; Jinx juice - warm vanilla milk, cinnamon spice, orange peel shavings, and a hint of whimsy. To ward off bad luck for the day. Camel-meal - chamomile tea (water or milk), allspice to sweeten, lavender and honey. To attract a peaceful day. Defeat-Me-Not; g...
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