The Lost Weekend_The Smoke Orphan_Morpho_Hallows Eve
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The Lost Weekend
The coughing was deep and relentless. The huffing noises from the ventilators was hurting my head. I worked in a dermatology practice to avoid this kind of medical work. The covid ward was too much for me to handle. I wasn’t sure I could make it thru my shift. A long time ago, my granddaddy used to say something like, “the old gray mare ain’t what she used to be”. That old mare would be me right now. The noise and deaths are breaking me. I am working insane hours. It’s nine o’clock on Friday and I still have two hours left. This is my sixth straight twelve-hour shift. Even worse, the shifts al...
The Smoke Orphan
You asked me what happened, and you are impatient for my answer. There is an investigation to complete. Time is short, I understand.Where can I start but from the beginning? It was the smoke orphan that first drew my eye. Drifting above Rose’s scarlet hair, it seemed to glisten as it dissolved into the foggy atmosphere of the bar. It was like witchcraft. She was the sorceress.Something in me shattered eternally in that dim, sweaty bar. Blind date or not, I knew she was the only one who could hold my fragments together.I should explain. Orphans were what Rose called the smoke creatures she rele...
Morpho
Trinity arrived on Earth on May 20, 1990 at 3:33 P.M. in the warm waters of Tulum, Mexico. She weighed eight pounds and four ounces, had beautiful olive skin, and dark brown eyes to match. A couple of months before Trinity’s arrival, her young mother Nina was dealing with the death of her lover who overdosed on pain medication in their home in California. Broken-hearted, Nina tore through his belongings to find answers—anything to console her. Underneath a pile of his old clothes she found a tattered book. She shuffled through the pages until she came across an excerpt about Tulum being a holy...
Hallows Eve
HALLOWS EVE. l was in a room with a group of people I did not recognize sitting in a circle. Somehow I did not feel out of place. A girl stood clearing her voice to draw attention from us. Her blonde hair, pale complexion and blue eyes captured my gaze. "Our identity have been comprised. The town knows of our existence and they want blood. They have already killed one of us. We need to act now to ensure our safety." She spoke and the rest of us agreed. A chant begun. I could not make the words as we continued to chant even louder. A spark of light formed and in a split second the room was empt...