A Curse Upon Thee 3-13

Artificial cherry and something that smelled just a little bit saltier fought for living space in the back of his nostrils, the alley behind Granny’s Diner putting up its own challenge with decades of fryer oil and burnt coffee. They could war it out all they wanted, but Finn knew which one he was focused…

“Arm yourselves.” Emma Swan stared down at the spread of cold iron laid across the splintered wooden table, jaw tight as she eyed the edge of a broadsword. The late afternoon sun was bright enough, but under the thick canvas of the tent, it was almost dim. It was a blessing; a small one, but…

Chapter 8: On the Run Emma was really beginning to dislike the sheriff’s station, and was hoping for any excuse to never have to be in it again. Recent events aside, the place had a taste to it like cheap coffee and cheaper floor wax, which was bad enough, sure. But today, above all that,…

“Interesting.” One long pale finger tapped itself thoughtfully, the digit landing over and over on the tip of a sharp chin as the imp purred out each and every syllable. “In-te-res-ting.” Ruby Lucas stood by the hallway entrance of the sheriff’s office, arms crossed so tightly that her skin was protesting the half-moon bite of…

Chapter 33 Epilogue Two: Flowers Wealth could do a good deal. It was, in its own way, a magic that persisted even while all others were forgotten under the rigors of age and the stressors of life. Two of those things were comfort and quiet. As such, Springmeadow Rest Home sat in the kind of…

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