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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Eighty Four

“I knew my grandmother was awful, I always assumed she grew into that person. I used to hope that it was her age and the indignities that come with age that had something to do with how sour and angry she always was. My time in the village, and my time here have taught me otherwise.”

Josephine only grunted...
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Party Eighty Three

The dream…

The nightmare, something she could never seem to fully wake from. One moment she was still so young and naïve, still trying to figure out how to survive her time in Josephine’s cave. One moment she was still shrugging and smiling shyly at how crazy everything in the old witch’s empire seemed, and the next she was...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Eight Two

Phillip and Taryn’s house came into view and Felecia found herself smiling in spite of the winter weather, and the circumstances she knew she would find when she arrived. The old hovel wasn’t much more than it had been the day she first camped out in the tree line just to the east of the shallow property line.

An...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Eighty One

When they finally arrived back at the cave entrance with its profane marker, Felecia didn’t need any coaxing to come and drink her fill of the sweet well water. The skins and the pan were stowed away and the two of them went inside the cave to stash the eggs and hang dry the varied plants that had been...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Eighty

The old woman pleaded with Felecia and it sounded genuine, being in that moment felt like Nana asking for her help instead of commanding or goading, something only done when no other or better option was present. Yet unlike Nana, this wasn’t to save face or being used as an example in front of the help. Having Jacqueline ask her...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Seventy Nine

The insects only ever increased in number and general weight. High noon, air borne seas of the things threatened to fly into Felecia’s open eyes, nose, and mouth as she fought back the urge to choke and gag. The nasty, still piss soaked poncho was hanging off her pack, tied on by only a single bit of twine. Felecia...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Seventy Eight

Another day was spent on chores and reading through the tome to really gather its knowledge and take notice of some of the subtleties that Jacqueline had mentioned before. The writer was clearly a woman, something Felecia had ignored before by not reading so many of the non-essential sentences until the end. There was the mention of her arrival...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Seventy Seven

“Nothing in here mentions her or who she was. How was I supposed to learn information the book didn’t give me?”

Jaqueline sat up and shrugged. “She mentions arriving here, she talks about how similar the ways to plant crops are. She mentions eating jackfruit under the palms. She even dedicates the book near the end to her first...
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