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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 167

Rotary house still stood up on its promontory overlooking the remains of its sad little fiefdom. The gravel drive way was completely overtaken by the land save for a few spots around a fountain that Felecia could never recall actually hosting water much less a running feature. Where Felecia’s life had changed once and for all during her public exhibition...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 166

Occam’s Razor


Suicide.

To say it was an abhorrent thought or an alien concept to Felecia would be a lie. The idea that she would be better off without the world was a frequent companion through her youngest years. Nana would often leave Felecia feeling even worse, as though the world would be a much better place without...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 165

Felecia kept her place by the door, though she was careful enough to shut it behind her incase voices began to raise. Phillip didn’t as much take a seat on the old rocking chair as his body fell down onto it with a plopping sound followed be a variety of creaky complaints from the chair.

Phillip didn’t speak, or even...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part 164

The pretext for the visit was thin, laughably so, even poor Taryn dared to keep needling while they walked from the forest edge to Phillip’s hovel.

“It’s just…Pa didn’t seem to know you visited us. I told him but he looked confused. He thinks you’re still run off.”

“Then this can be my big return.”

“Wh…what if he goes way...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 163

Felecia didn’t recollect arriving at her dim little shack, she didn’t remember depositing her goods inside or tying up the animals in the grim hope of keeping them nearby while she disappeared from consciousness. There was no stray collection of memories that imported the choice of leaving the cart out at the edge of the tree line and certainly no...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 162

The caves converted wardrobe doors were closed, the interior undisturbed except for the tables of dead and dried mushrooms and a build up of fresh dust. Felecia had only been gone a few weeks but she honestly assumed that the cave would be occupied if or when she decided to return. The monster out in the waves had already gone...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 161

The surrounding woods were starting to get damp with dew and there was a faint light coming over the trees of the swamp to the east. False dawn, a little later than when Felecia figured was the best time to further pursue her new life of crime but waiting longer would mean spending an entire day hiding out and waiting....
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 160

Walking with purpose from the edge of the woods through the swamp to the cave was half a day, skirting the swamp and walking along its clearly defined edge to the farms outside the town was a whole day. Felecia hadn’t wasted time more than to observe the perverse spectacle of the grave in the meadow and still it was...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part 159

The morning of the twentieth day found Felecia waking within the walls of a finished yet nearly empty hovel with no amenities, no food, little in the way of bedding after leaving most of her ill-gotten gains with Phillip, and absolutely no prospects for making or growing what she needed to continue living.

Felecia also woke with the same numb...
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