#beware angels

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There is a corner in your room, a corner you never look at. You know, if you looked, They would be there, because They have always been there. The rooms, the houses containing those rooms, and you have all changed, over the years. Not Them.

Of course, you’ve never seen them, not once, but it makes no difference. They are there. That entire space is devoid of furniture, of you, and has been since the day you moved in. Even when the room became crowded, when that space became sorely needed, it remained untouched by anything but Them.

In the end, though, it isnt Their being there which scares you, not if you are honest with yourself.

No, what terrifies you most of all, what wakes you in the night, is knowing with bone deep surety that, one day

They won’t be.

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[unfoxmeart]

There is a new Shepherd in the valley. The flock is unremarkable, gentle beasts spending lazy days in lush pasture. There is no reason to be uneasy. You walk faster when you see them.

The increase is slow, at first. You dismiss it, no one will talk to you about the Shepherd, or the flock, anyways. Alternate routes to town are easily found- not that you’re avoiding them, you would say if pressed. You never are.

The numbers swell, the flock becomes a lake of moving bodies, then an ocean, oddly silent. Unnatural. You swear, when your back is turned, that there are thousands of whispers, the shuffling of many, eerily human feet. It is likely just the wind, and an overreactive imagination.

You can no longer avoid the flock, or its ever-watchful Shepherd, who, despite the rolling waves of little bodies, can always be seen, and you think, can always See. When fear relaxes its grasp from your mind, and that is rarely, you think about how long its been since you’ve seen anyone else, about how few people there had been, each time your returned to town, but the flock only grew. 

Anxious, your pulse pounding in your ears, you think about how you should have arrived in town by now, days ago, though its only a few miles on the dusty road... 

Or have you been standing there, all along?  Was it when the Shepherd noticed you, noticing it? When, unblinking, the gaze turned on you and held.

The heavy, hungry, staring eyes of the Shepherd. 

Your Shepherd.

You are unremarkable, a gentle beast, spending lazy days in lush pasture. There is no reason to be uneasy.

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[unfoxmeart]

You thought you’d been scammed. You got your capsule from the gacha machine, and at first glance, the clear plastic showed nothing inside. So, when the high-pitched humming started, you were understandably startled. Just in time you dropped your not-so-empty capsule, and as it hit the grimy mall floor, the lid popped off and freed...  

well, you’re not sure what it is. Its definitely not going to fit on your keys, though.

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[unfoxmeart]

They came through your mail slot this morning, falling in the dizzying, chaotic spiral of a sheet of paper. When they land, finally, on your floor its with the weight of a stack of bibles. You feel the impact through your entire being. It causes the plates in your flimsy cupboards rattle- or maybe thats what you tell yourself the sound is. Not the gnashing of hundreds of hidden teeth. No.

If you were thinking clearly, you’d ponder not having a mail slot, or that, even if you did, this would never would have fit through. You aren’t thinking, though, you’re listening.

It begins to Speak.

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[unfoxmeart]

You snuck a peek under Its wings, once. Your curiosity was burning. You had to know what lurked beneath, hidden under impossible layers of ruffled feathers. 

You really shouldnt have.

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[unfoxmeart]

There’s something off about the new cashier. You could have sworn you came up to pay for your toothpaste, but now your soul is being weighed against the vast, endless void.

You’ve got to stop coming to this CVS.

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[unfoxmeart]

You like your new roommate, for the most part. You only ever see them out of the corner of your eye, but they do the dishes & pay the rent on time. 

Now if only you could get them to stop chanting ‘Holy’ outside your room all night...

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