Missy's Miscellaneous Menagerie of Magic, Monsters, and Mythos.
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Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2019
Mature
A collection of short stories and tall tales by yours truly.

Once in a while, it happens to me. I'll be at work, or I'll be suffering through a boring lesson, and it pops into my mind- "What about a big, carnivorous beast, covered in rot and fungus?" "What about a monster made ENTIRELY out of a type of melted, viscous flesh, that absorbed unsuspecting victims to add to its mass?"

This is where those stories will go, in this big tome. It'll always be in this library, so you don't have to worry. It'll always be right here, waiting- waiting for someone to tell its many tales to. Be careful when you open it to read, though.

I mean, it's just a little word of warning. Nothing will probably happen, but... you never know. Maybe, just maybe, they'll all become real if you start believing enough.

Let's hope that doesn't happen though, right?

...right?
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