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The Door
The trapdoor had presumably been there since the house was built, hidden beneath the basement. If I hadn’t been replacing the carpet, I would have never found it. It was perfectly flush with the cement floor, a small latch set to help it open. There were no markers on it, nothing to identify what the small square hole in the floor was for.
I expected the door not to open, or to be locked but it…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 7
Lavender and Blood: Part 7
Marissa screamed impotently, unheard. Mab dropped Sam and picked up their child and started walking towards the door. Marissa hadn’t even named her.
She wouldn’t know everything her parents had done for her. She would grow up in the wrong place, or maybe she would be killed and thrown away once she was done being useful. Like Mab had done to Marissa, to Sam.
Marissa threw herself between…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 6
Lavender and Blood: Part 6
The unborn child had to have her power. That was the only thing that made sense. Damn it, she was becoming like them. Gullible and stupid. Mab shook her head, clearing the thoughts. It was too close of a call. She had devoured some Doctor without thought for the consequences, just to survive the encounter.
She knew Sam and Marissa had not known who they had summoned, as they were oblivious to…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 5
Lavender and Blood: Part 5
Sam touched the door cautiously. He could see nothing, but the fear in Marissa’s eyes was all he needed. There was danger here. The doorknob felt warm in his hand. Sam’s biggest issue was the fact that he was blind to this magic. There were rules here he didn’t understand, but was being forced to play by them nonetheless. He swallowed nervously.
The lock clicked itself open in his hand.
“Ope…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 4
Lavender and Blood: Part 4
“In the stories, didn’t the Fae leave a child of their own when they took a child?” Sam held the door for Marissa as he entered the hospital. He realised that the action was pointless, and let go. Marissa flinched as the door passed through her.
“Yeah, changelings. They were supposed to be a terror to raise, and their magic always screwed with people’s emotions. Fairies are all about balance.…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 3
Lavender and Blood: Part 3
“That name rings a bell, but I can’t place it.” Sam had started another cigar. It wasn’t any better.
The papers on the table were more organized now, having been stacked by Sam as he moved through the info, looking at it from this new perspective. He still didn’t believe in magic, but what other option did he have? He wanted the world to run on logic, cause and effect, but that seemed…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 2
Lavender and Blood: Part 2
“You said it was a spontaneous ectopic abortion.” Sam held the medical paperwork, looking through it again. He knew every word on the page already.
“Well, you’re handling the word magic so well. Imagine me saying I had invited a fertility fae to bless my womb.” Marissa’s wry words were weakened by the defeat in her eyes. Sam bit his tongue so he wouldn’t respond too harshly.
“You said it…
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Lavender and Blood: Part 1
Lavender and Blood: Part 1
“Magic isn’t real,” Sam said as he exhaled smoke. The cigar tasted like shit. Like failure, dismay and a heavy sprinkling of regret, all wrapped up in a messy leaf. Sam sat in a dusky kitchen smoking it resolutely. The last rays of light were slinking through the blinds throwing shadows across the room. Smoke from the cigar danced in the dying rays of sunset. Ash fell, skittering across a…
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Walkman
I forced a smile. The stranger struggled with the camera for a moment before it clicked and the flash went off. He handed back the camera to my mother, giving an awkward nod before blending back into the crowd. I opened my empty walkman absentmindedly, playing with the slot. I turned back to the Leaning Tower of Pisa, giving an exaggerated yawn. This was a terrible vacation.
“Did you get…
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The Wish
The far side of the lake was burning. A dry summer mixed with a brief thunderstorm had created a devastating natural event. The smoke hung heavy in the air, choking the daylight into a near twilight. Even with the fire this far away, the crackling of hundred year old evergreens could be heard. Flames were racing along the lake shore to devour us.
“We’re packed finally. The money box is tucked…
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Unpacking
Boxes were scattered about the house, with music from the radio drifting between them. They weren’t the boxes Andrew had pictured unpacking on his birthday. But the job opportunity had been a chance he couldn’t pass up. He started tomorrow. The bedroom had already been unpacked, but he wanted to get the living room done before he went to bed so him and Beth had a space to unwind in. His head was…
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Disappear
John made a cork from a bottle of wine disappear.
It was simple sleight of hand. He was used to quarters however, so the palming was awkward, sloppy. Tommy was always better at the misdirection. It didn’t make sense, John had practiced more.
John took another pull, feeling the wine burn. He made the cork disappear again. Still too sloppy. Tommy would be disappointed in him. The wine helped his…
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Summer Drive
Window down Arm loose in the breeze A smile dangles from my lips As you lean into the leather Sweet smell of love, Mixed with summer heat
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Greatest Threat
The necromancer laid dead at Welf’s feet. Thick black blood oozed from its wounds. Welf turned to his party, a wolfish grin across his face. The rest of his party looked exhausted and battered, but small smiles crept across their faces as well. “We finally did it.” Azer’s voice sounded dumbfounded. “All the minions, all the little quests and we finally killed that necromancer!” His wizards hat…
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Flash Fiction: Wishing
The Wishing was well underway. Church members formed the main mass of the parade, proudly displaying their Wishing garments. The glass beads sewn into the cloth reflected the lanterns light across the crowd. “Peace, Love, Equality!” The Cardinal wished loudly, his staff held high. Vaera watched from behind Lareth’s, her mother, dress hem, eyes glowing with excitement. Pointing at the knight…
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Flash Fiction: Unpacking
Boxes were scattered about the house, with music from the radio drifting between them. They weren’t the boxes Andrew had pictured unpacking on his birthday. But the job opportunity had been a chance he couldn’t pass up. He started tomorrow. The bedroom had already been unpacked, but he wanted to get the living room done before he went to bed so him and Beth had a space to unwind in. His head was…
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Love You to Death
Love You to Death
“If you wouldn’t struggle, this would go a lot easier.” I leaned back, examining the knots that held Zaura in place. “If you let me go, this would also go a lot easier,” She retorted. “For me at least. I make no promises for you.” I sighed in frustration at her response. If only she could understand the connection between us, how the poetry of the universe bound us. The way we balanced the world…
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