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You were enamoured by wicker bones and rosebud flesh that folded under pressure, by voices that turned dry as husks in sunlight, for want of water.
Happy Halloween! Drabble for the forums Maze#3 activity! Prompt: dark/horror
My mother is a serial killer.
Halloween drabble for the 2018 Maze#3 activity! Prompt: dark/horror
You’re Eleanor Webb. You write this over and over. Your truths can be torn flocks of birds in the wind. Or stones thrown into the sea. But your name must stay. Like a headstone. How fitting, because isn’t a headstone meant to commemorate?
Eleanor is a soucriant, a writer, a portrait.
A Byzantium (2012) fic
“Hello?” Kwai Sim says.
There’s a rustle at the other end, the plastic-pop of interference. Nobody answers, but the line is still holding.
Her heartbeat leaps to a frenetic pace before she even realises why.
“Daniel? Ah Khim? Is that you?” she says, very carefully. If she doesn’t say his name right, or with enough caution, it might not be him. Just her imagination, tricking the name off her tongue.
A series of conversations between two people.
For the Prefects' Celebration Challenge
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August, 1997. The Ministry of Magic has changed. Death Eaters are everywhere, Ministry workers are disappearing, and the Muggle-born Registration Commission has come into effect. As a new employee in the Floo Network Authority with a dubious reputation for loyalty, Marietta Edgecombe must decide where her allegiances lie in such unstable and difficult times.
TGS Awards 2013 Winner: Most Imaginative
(Originally written in 2013 - no edits)
Ryn pulled her gaze back to Maddie. She had the biggest eyes ever. They sat in her face, those round robin eggs of eyes. Unblinking, fragile, waiting to hatch into hairless twiggy birds that would squirm out of her eye sockets. But there was nothing birdlike about Ryn.
“Helen let me stay here.” Ryn turned to face the log and stone cabin behind. “She visits often.”
“She told me that.”
“I am trying to make my own life here, in this house.”
“Yeah?” said Maddie again, smiling. “Let's see it, then.”
Maddie goes to visit Ryn.
(A Siren (2018) fic.
Written for scooterbug8515's Anything But Harry Challenge)
“This is about Kaia.”
“Jody,” Claire nearly shouted. “Stop.”
“Claire,” said Jody. “Not gonna stop.”
Kaia Nieves is dead, and Jody is taking them all camping.
A Wayward Sisters / Supernatural fic
Single-lotus and Leaping-fish are members of a travelling exorcism troupe.
In the interrogation chamber of MACUSA, Gellert has a revelation.
For the 'HPFT Archive Grand Opening Drabble Challenge'.