death

The Antiquarian September 6, 2021

Behind the Locked Door

Finally, I was able to pull my hand from the pillow. My heart was racing, and sweat beaded on my forehead. I tried to control my panic, but was still having trouble breathing. As I worked to control myself, a strange vision came over me. An image of my mother’s eyes, not the eyes of the woman who’d raised me, but the eyes of a woman enraged.

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The Antiquarian August 18, 2021

Au Revoir, Ma Cherie

“It’s okay, baby. Don’t cry. Follow your dreams wherever they may take you. I’ll always be by your side. Au revoir, ma chérie.” Her hand left my cheek, and the two walked off into the darkness together.

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The Last Dragon Prince June 7, 2021

The Truth

A shadow flies by me. I spin to see a water dragon dive from the sky and into one of the buildings. I bolt towards the building, slamming open the door and running up the steps until I am face to face with the Queen of the Draco de Aqua. Her breathing is harsh, and blood is dripping from the wound on her side. In her arms is a blanket with a little baby’s head poking from it. My heart stops in my chest. A baby. Fuck. He will kill her.

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