Jade Earrings_Samill the Trickster_Wicked Delights_Calliope
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Jade Earrings
Why do I trick humans? What do I gain from tormenting them through deception? What do I have to gain from a little cloak and laughter?Why, my little Erelyn, it’s all so I can have stories to tell.Erelyn opens pulls the drapes and windows wide in her tower – not enough for the wind to blow out her fresh candle, but just enough for me to squeeze in, my cape of stars and moons billowing around me as I step towards her. She smiles softly, and the dawning sun smiles with her, greeting me most pleasantly. I smile and she chuckles that usual soft chuckle that she picked up as a child: she was never t...
Samill the Trickster
I’m not sure how long it was before I realized that the shuttle train never stopped, probably about the time it dawned on me that the people who had gotten on with me were gone. The train is supposed to run from Grand Central to Times Square, one stop, five minutes at the absolute most. But it had been… how long had it been? I don’t know, I was reading my book. I can space out pretty bad sometimes. Family lore has it that I slept right through a freak tornado that ripped off our roof. But the bluish fluorescent lights on the train flickered out with a hum, and when they turned on again, I real...
Wicked Delights
It was the snow that froze not just the soil, but all movement and echos. The seven-year-old cooed as a midnight snowflake landed on her tongue. I on the other hand, frowned. Flurries attacking my eyes was not so much fun as an adult. People actually expected me to be able to see.I glanced down at the vibrating ball of energy, ready to remind her about those ewww.onedoor.ccyes I was supposed to be using.Wrong move.The kid jerked my arm to the side, making it click and sputter as it tried to remain in its socket. I hopped forward to keep my limb attached, and the crowd converged on me. I squeaked, darting aw...
Calliope
Calliope took her first deep breath of air as she manifested from the ocean. The air tasted salty and dirty compared to her world. Despite emerging from the ocean, Calliope’s emerald gown was dry and seemingly unaltered by the ocean and sand. She glanced around at the empty beach that would soon fill with tourists, unbeknownst to her. The sand burned her feet as she made her way to the grass to sit and catch her breath. The sun would be rising any second which meant she only had twenty-four hours to complete her mission. Calliope felt the vibrations of her father trying to contact her from Ki...