Red Spell
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I had been content to pretend sleep as Da carried me, but when we got back to the cottage, I was eager to show Mam the shiny pebble a boy had given me after one of the dances. I ran back and forth from the door to the window as I waited. Da laughed at me.
"I suppose you could have just carried me home."
"There she is!" I squealed suddenly, making him jump.
"Wait, Love, she'll listen to you by the fire," he said, but I was already out the door.
"Mam!"
"Selene run!" Mam screamed as a great dark shadow leapt from the cover of a shadow and lunged for me. Black eyes were all I saw; black as the bottom of a well without whites or irises.
An instant later my life was shattered like glass and I was never able to put it back together, but I didn't know that something was keeping the pieces apart on purpose.
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