Faustus crossed his left leg over his right in an almost graceful manner. A glass of whiskey in one hand and his cane in the other. His long nails tapped the rabbit head made of bone.
The grandfather clock struck eleven. Faustus looked up at the clock.
"Nearly the witching hour."
The office was dark. Blood red and white candles were placed around the room, giving it a soft glow. The moon was full and bright but Faustus always keep the red satin curtains closed.
He stood. Grabbing the long black trench cloak with the fur collar and his slick black hat, he left.
Walking out into the cold of Greendale, Faustus crossed over the train tracks. Adam wasn't expecting him tonight but Faustus wanted to have a quick word with him.
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Mary halled out a large truck. She wiped her hands together, getting rid of the dusk and smiled up at Zelda.
Zelda uncrossed her legs, book in hand. She looked up at Mary from the top of her glasses.
"Are we really doing this now?"
"Christmas is in two weeks! I always set my tree up two weeks before Christmas day." Zelda sighed, placing her book down. Her glasses now hung on a chain around her neck.
Mary opened the large trunk, a small cloud of dust flying up at both of them.
"How old is this thing?" Zelda turned to Mary. Her hand on her lip and biting her knuckle, Mary looked up at her.
"I got it when I first moved out." Zelda stared at her in shook.
"So it's like thirteen years old?"
Mary nodded.
"Roughly."
Zelda scoffed and walked over to the liquor.
"You do realize it's nearly the witching hour, right?" Mary nodded, looking up at her grandfather clock.
"I'll need a lot of alcohol for this." Zelda mumbled under her breath.
Update: If you didn't know already, I'm writing ANOTHER Spellwell fic called Tell Me No Lies. It was inspired by a comment I got on one of my one-shots.
Little description for those who are interested:
Instead of re-writing the story and having them meet at the beginning, Lilith gives Zelda the role of watching over Mary after she comes back to life. Zelda feels pity for the woman and decides to meet her in person instead of spying on her in the shadows.
Zelda falls in love with her but pushes her away due to the fact she knows everything that happened to her while possessed by Lilith.
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Turning Saints To Sinners
Fanfiction(Basically I re-wrote the story.) Zelda Spellman never liked mortals. She liked the mortal world and witch world being separated. With her niece's dark baptism approaching, both worlds collide and Zelda falls in love. Will Zelda push the woman awa...
