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Day 13 - 2678 Words (7)
The entrance to the dirt road that leads to the cabin is tucked on the outskirts of town, wedged between a thick clump of pines and camouflaged by a strip of grass growing down its middle, flanked on either side by dirt and dead weeds flattened by the rare car traversing it.
It takes a thirty minute bike ride for Sophie to reach it -- mostly because ( Read more... ) -
Day 12 - 2414 Words (6)
A wave of cool. air conditioned air brushes against her face and neck as she opens the double glass doors into the main lobby. She shivers and tugs her jacket tighter around her torso, then nods at the security guard posted by one of the marble pillars. She glances nervously around for the man in the grey suit, and when she doesn't see him, joins ( Read more... ) -
Day 9 - 1097 Words (5)
The gate in front of him swings open, as if nudged by the wind, and he strolls into the yard, up the steps onto the porch, then inside through the front door.
The young blonde woman gapes after him. She knows with certainty that she locked the door when she left, a deterrent to the teen and preteen boys in town who would inevitably want to explore ( Read more... ) -
Day 8 - 589 (4)
She removes the photos from the mirror, wiping off the black residue with a towel, and hides them away inside the smaller pocket within the satchel. She realizes, with sudden sadness, that she has no real emotional connection to any material things, save for her and her mother's necklaces. This house she'll miss, but leaving isn't nearly as hard as ( Read more... ) -
Day 5 - 942 Words (3)
Digging the pendant out, she palms it with both hands and presses it to her chest, simultaneously scooting back in to the corner.
"I am strong like the towering mountain," she whispers, reciting the one prayer her mother taught her, an affirmation of sorts meant to give her confidence. The pendant begins to warm in her hands, and she clutches it ( Read more... ) -
Day 2 - 1323 Words (2)
She lightly touches the black hinges and then the clasp at the front. It isn't locked, but she suspects that her mother never expected her to find it. Easing the clasp open, Sophie holds her breath and flips open the lid. Tension hangs thickly in the air of the bedroom. She peers down into the red box, drinking in the tattered, yellowing envelopes ( Read more... ) -
Witchfire Secondary Characters
- Beli is a shade, of some sort, a minion of Argo. He killed her, one of his first murders (did she betray him somehow? Give him snark? He is punishing her), and kept her soul around, locked inside an hourglass, while her body does not decompose. Her shade appears human, can be physically touched, can feel (he wants her to die over and over, ( Read more... ) -
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- The Witchfire is an ancient artifact, given to a chosen one to protect. There are certain degrees of Magic users. 1) Long rituals performed from within a Circle with many materials. 2) Short rituals performed within a Circle with some materials. 3) Words or phrases combined with some materials within a Circle. 4) Words or phrases combined with ( Read more... ) -
Day 1 - 2261 Words (1)
She's offended by the sun. She's offended by how it stands proudly in the sky, its rays bathing the neighborhood in sunlight. She's also offended by the blue, blue sky, how no cloud can be seen from one horizon to the other. Birds cry, just like normal. The wind gently rustles the leaves of the trees around their house. Everything is normal. ( Read more... ) -
Immune: 2
Warm ocean water rolled over the sand, lapping gently at her red tipped toes. She gazed down at the tiny waves in awe, marvelling at the simple beauty of the beach ( Read more... )