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Snow White - Vampire Diary
Copyright © 2021 by Fallow Amber. All rights reserved.Dedicated to Moon Lion, a wonderful Reedsy-er I recently met, who wanted a fantasy vampire story so badly :)Disclaimer: This story contains a lot of things that aren't real. I hope you have a blast reading it.“The toad,” a sibilant whisper to the raven makes it come flying towards the Wicked Witch, a black plumage of it falling to the steep floors of the coven stead. It drops a cold, lifeless animal into the claw-like grips of itwww.onedoor.ccs owner. Pockmarked and dirty skin wrapped around pale and long fingernails. She cuddles the toad in what she cal...
Window of Lost Souls
About three months ago, my brother Wendell went off his medications. A couple weeks later, he put the barrel of his revolver in his mouth and pulled the trigger, because he could not take the voices anymore. After his funeral, of which I was the only one in attendance, I came out there to Star Lake in the Adirondacks to chill out as they say. The cabin that sits on the north shore of the lake has this window. My first night in the cabin a full moon crossed the window casting silver light on the black water, creating a postcard panorama, but there was this wind that sounded like whispery ...
Dainty
Dainty’s visible aura was tinted mint green. Her large eyes would feign innocence except they were almost squinting, giving her plotting mind away. Her full lips and turned up nose made her appear trustworthy except for the scrunch in her nose like she always sniffing around, except for her curved sneaky smile. Her pink paper thin wings, almost translucent, are how she got her name. With an elegant and mesmerizing twist of her hand her aura would extend and forest green sparks quietly and softly popped from her fingers. A telling sign that chaos would shortly begin.Dainty’s fun began when she ...
Empathically Yours
They say your eyes are the windows to your soul. To some extent, I think they are right, whoever “they” are. Allow me to explain.My name is Gadura, and I am what some people call an empath. But I'm not the kind who can feel your feelings when you feel them. I am the kind who can look into your eyes and see everything you have ever done in your life and know how you felt at the time. Believe me, this is a much scarier gift. My job, here in Worthwillow, is to solve mysteries for the local law enforcement. And, as expected, that leaves me with a huge target on my back placed by the Atalia, the lo...