A Curse Upon Thee 3-8

Chapter 6: The Boy and the Book Working at Gold’s shop over the next few weeks and seeing the place in the fresh light of day only reaffirmed that the place was a special kind of oogie-boogie. The kind that crawled under your skin and laid eggs even, never making you forget exactly how creepy…

Being a deputy didn’t change much. Really, what could it change? Storybrooke was Storybrooke, and in his two months here, the only things that came close to being worth the attention of his law were literally Emma hitting him with her car, and Graham’s untimely ‘heart attack’. It was a small town of not even…

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His shoes slapped a hard rhythm against the damp pavement of Storybrooke’s streets, uncaring of the puddles he splashed through. Feet and trousers drenched, Chad couldn’t find it in him to stop; steps uneven and breath shaky as he tried to ignore the way his heart was bashing against his ribs like a trapped bird….

…and his goddamn chest made him suffer for it. He skidded back, barely managing to stay upright as air left him in a harsh wheeze. The heat was almost as bad as the pain. Almost. He didn’t have much to compare it to, nothing he could remember at least, but a Kyoto summer felt like…