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How she had fallen into the company of Death was a story in and of itself and possibly worth writing about. If there were people to actually talk to about such things. Anissa had been silent in their travels, she was always silent, a shadow or ghost to the entity that walked the streets. It was awe inspiring to see the dead crumble and return to eternal rest the moment they came into the aura of the primordial creature. There was very little soft about his representation at the moment. 

The Fey Courts were still  hidden away in Avalon, and she had not been home in years. The people here that were still people, needed help. She had proven to be fairly resistant to the zombies, Apone wore a earring that made her immune to the bite. It was not something anyone else could take from the child, but the fact that she was still just a baby, and could be killed by normal means wasn’t reassuring. 

“Asleep, I think.” she said wearily. “We all could use a some cover and somewhere to rest, for the night.” she stated looking around where they were. “This looks like Maine, I honestly stopped paying attention to where we were, unless this is somewhere along the way to the Chesapeake Bay.” she was trying to get her bearings but it was not easy. 

“Where are we ?” she finally asked giving up with the feeling of hopelessly lost. Her gaze traveling the small town and than she looked back to him. “I’d like to try.” she said “Apone could use moving around a little bit and not being stuck.”  @dcddyrecper

006. our muses have been traveling the roads for weeks now, searching for a new place to rest their heads. they finally run into a town that appears promising

How long had they been traveling –Death had given up counting the days that had passed. They had food. He could easily make that. The dealing with the undead wasn’t difficult either. They were suppose to be dead. God, had condemned this place for a slight, and while Death could easily leave he didn’t. There were still those here that needed him.

One such was his quiet companion.

He glanced sidelong at her.

She was a warrior. There was no doubt about it. Dressed in her Faerie Chain, Battle Skirt and the worn hilt to the blade that she used at this point with ease. This was what it was like when humanity was stricken. Pestilence had been thrilled. He knew that his brother was currently over Seas, as was Roger. Famine followed in the wake of his brother’s and for once was filled.

He had given up on carrying his cane, instead he leaned on his scythe. There was no reason to hide just who and what he was. Not anymore. “How is Apone ?” he asked looking to the little girl that was in  the baby carrier on her mother’s back. Death motioned with the scythe to a small town, it was near water and looked semi cared for. “What do you think about that ?” he asked “We can skirt it if we must, but I thought a safe place to sleep would be beneficial to you.”@faeriexcrown

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Coffee Lore & Superstition ☕

☕ leaving coffee and bread inside a house will prevent ghosts haunting it

☕ bad luck follows if you stop using the regular coffee mug

☕ a cup of coffee will cure a headache

☕ when divining with coffee grounds, and the reader must not be thanked or the future foretold will not come true.

☕ drinking coffee might prevent you from growing facial hair

☕ if a coffee pot overcooks, it will bring bad weather.

spilling ☕

if you spill coffee on the plate under your cup by accident, you’ll come into money soon.

dropping a coffee while drinking, or smashing a coffee cup will bring bad luck

spilling coffee can be precursor to a blessing

if a girl spills coffee while brewing it, her lover is thinking of her

bubbles ☕

if the bubbles in the cup move towards the drinker it will foretells wealth.

if the bubbles in the cup move away from the drinker it will foretells loss.

catch the bubbles on your spoon and eat them to bring prosperity to you

one big bubble in your coffee is an omen for bad news.

a large bubble could mean a friend will arrive later.

bubbles gathering in the edge or the center of the cup indicates the weather, sunny in the center and rainy by the edges

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☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ━━ 𝒪𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝒽𝒾𝓂, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓂. 

𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓅𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓈 𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒶 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉, 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇. 

"𝑅𝑒𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇 ?" 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓈𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻. 𝒜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓅. "𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉." 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒. "𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈." 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒. "𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓈𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝑜." 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 "𝒮𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐼 𝒶𝓂." 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓀𝒾𝓃, 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒. 

"𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓉𝑜𝓉𝒶𝓁 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓈." 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓌𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓉. "𝒪𝒽, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝒹𝓎 ?" 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝒹. "𝐼𝓃 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁--𝐼 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓂𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉." 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝓊𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓉 𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓉, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓏𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃. 𝐹𝒶𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸. 𝐿𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓅𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉. 

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝑔𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝒶𝓈𝓅 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎. 𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃. 𝒯𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹  𝒶 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝑒𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑜𝓉𝓈. 

𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓁𝓎. 𝒯𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒾𝒻 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉.

@dcddyrecper

“So what are you, a memory among these shadows?”

����𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

𝚂𝚊𝚠–𝚑𝚒𝚖–𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜, 𝙴𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚅𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗.

“𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚍. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. “𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. “𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚎𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 .” 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎.

“𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎. “𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚣𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚈𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠-𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

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Théophile Alexandre Steinlen - The Cat in the Moonlight

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Night Moves

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ━━ Its to early to be up and yet, there she was the Bug Out Bag on the bed with all the things in it she needed for Apone, and the little girl in question still sleeping peacefully, even though the dark room had the flickering lights of the Holiday Inn sign coming through the dull brown curtains.  The room smelled fresh--clean the kind of smell you'd expect from a place where there were far to many a weary travelers passing through with far too much baggage. Either Physically or Emotionally. She could almost smell the desperation that clung to the room. 138 it advertised on the door.

Anissa didn't bother to unpack, she didn't bother to get comfortable. This was just one stop in many that would occur over the next two weeks. She'd be here for a night. She and Apone would have pancakes come tomorrow morning in the Waffle House across the parking lot. Than they would both be well on there way.

Apone, let out a little fitful sound and turned into the blankets to burrow down. She was barely five now. She had been with Anissa since she was three. It had been them against the world. Though of course she had other hunters that helped her out. There was also Thad and Nancy who were part of her hunting team. They were tracking a Big Foot, or thought it was a Big Foot up in Montana.  Was bigfoot real ? Well, she was proof faeries were, and Vampires had consumed little Apone's parents and turned them into monsters.

The Vibration from her Cell Phone caught her attention and she picked it up from the side table where her keys were carefully placed. A glance told her it was Thad Saunders and she shook her head. Glancing once more to where Apone, was asleep. She stepped into the bathroom and answered the phone.

"Hey, Thad." she greeted "How's Big Foot ?" she was not hiding her amusement at that still. The fact was if it was hurting people though it needed to go. It was what hunters did they took care of normal folk.

"False alarm." he responded and she could hear the wind whipping around him. Imagine him huddled in his jacket high up where ever he was. "It was kids filming something for a school project." he added "I know your rolling your eyes."

Yes, he had caught her. She had told them she didn't think there was anything to it. On the other hand she and Apone, had to move because the Vampire Nest that had consumed Apone's parents were intent on making the child a meal. They had connections, unlike normal nests. "Yes." she confirmed "I am." there was a jolt as someone's car alarm went off in the parking lot and she swore faintly under her breath.

"What's your destination, Thad ?" she refused to give her own. Since you never knew who was listening.

"Were going to head a day north, and look into a small town that seems to have brownie problem." which brought a smile to her face and she just shook her head faintly. "Remember --Cold Iron is a good negoiator with the fey." she would know. "Talk to you later Thad." she added waiting only to hear the good night from the other end before hanging up.

Apone sat up rubbing her eyes. "What's that noise ?" she asked.

Well damn, the car alarm had woke her sleeping child.

"Car Alarm." she stated with a yawn. "I'll check it out, make sure ." she pulled the blankets up over the little girl. "You should be sleeping." she informed her and Apone giggled and squirmed in the bed. Dressed in a tiger onsie.

"Remember no opening the door to no one." she said seriously.

Apone nodded with seriousness. "Not even you, cause you can get in." she repeated the mantra as she knew the drill for two years.

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SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

‘stay for me.’

‘what’s this between us?’

‘i don’t want your apology.’

‘you know i have feelings for you.’

‘yeah, i remember the drill.’

‘you’ve never hurt me. ever.’

‘then leave her/him/them. at home.’

‘i don’t believe it.’

‘this is breaking my heart.’

‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’

‘what keeps you up at night?’

‘i wish you were here.’

‘i let you down.’

‘something strange happened here.’

‘you’re not safe here.’

‘i wasn’t ready to say goodbye.’

‘we are not the same, and never will be.’

‘don’t touch me.’

‘is it my fault?’

‘i’m not like them.’

‘i forgot my name again.’

‘i don’t know who i am.’

‘your fear of looking stupid is holding you back.’

‘are you still alive?’

‘i don’t like being told what to do.’

‘am i making you uncomfortable?’

‘nobody cares if you don’t go to the party.’

‘it was supposed to be fun, and you ruined it.’

‘where the hell are my friends?’

‘stop pretending life doesn’t terrify you.’