A Curse Upon Thee 3-3

Savage. Each strike swung out exactly that way. Savage and brutal and unrelenting. The blond didn’t bother defending, a too-wide smile on his face to match the nightmare as he went after it. Each one of his blows overpowered it, the sharp edge of the torn sign proving its worth as they ripped through matted…

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The forests of Maine were a beautiful place to be. Clean air that smelled like a fall breeze, damp earth, and all sorts of natural scents that you only noticed when you were away from the rest of the world. It didn’t stop there, either; nature had a way of pulling you in and making…

“… the Infinite Forest.” After literally days after days of walking, the suffocating tree line finally opened up. One second, he’d been ducking another thick branch that hung too low and seemed magically and vindictively determined to keep smacking him right in the face. The next, all five of them stood right at the edge…

Both sets of eyes remained on the crane in the near-silence of the half-empty diner, the perfectly-made piece of origami pristine atop the formica. Finn blinked slow as he stared at it, looking down at his fingers for a second with a frown as deep as any he’d ever worn still on his face. Now…

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…