The Devil's Soulmark - Ch 1
She remembered the day her mark appeared with stunning clarity. At fourteen, most everyone she knew had already gotten their marks… unless, of course, you simply never got them, because your soulmate didn’t exist. Uncle Lamb, for instance, was happily married to his work, but as more and more of Claire’s peers discovered their mark to identify their soulmate, the thought of her own never coming in had made her skin prickle. Of course Uncle Lamb seemed untroubled by his lack of a mark, but Claire often wondered what choice you had if a mark never showed. Some secret part of her yearned to know she had someone out there. That she wasn’t truly as alone in the world as she felt. And she wondered if maybe Uncle Lamb ever felt that way too, even just a little. Maybe the soulmate-less weren’t ever spared from that haunting thought.
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Completely obsessed. I love how this is woven in with canon. I’ll be thinking about this every day until Thursday. 😍
