Latch Mary jolted awake, breath sharp in her throat. She lay still, waiting for feeling to return to her heavy limbs. For a moment, she couldn’t tell if the pounding she heard was in the walls or inside her own chest. She was on her living room couch, the AC blasting on her face. […]
This is a tale of a middle aged woman who lived in a forest alone. She was a lightworker in the darkness who cast her words of wisdom and healed death’s kiss. Someone who revived the beating of an inanimate heart once again. It is about the spells of a necromancer whose cat came back from the ugly brink of death breathing, to once again walk this earthly place. But something brought back from the dead, doesn’t return the same.
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