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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Sixty Nine

The slow walk through the nighttime woods left Felecia breathless and sweaty. The woods near to the estate had been sweltering during the summer days but grew quiet and breezy at night, everything west of that odd meadow seemed to hug onto the days heat indefinitely. After a long march through the woods onto the edge of a muddy...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Sixty Eight

“What else could possibly qualify me for spending time out here?”

The old woman turned and looked down at the chicken nervously pecking at the ground near the extremity of the corral fence. “Well Nelly, what do you think?”

The chicken seemed to linger, to literally hen peck at the fence line and duck and weave its head curiously...
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Best part of 21' pride so far for me. A guy outside the city courthouse nodding to some other dude as I walk by as he waves at my rainbow pentagram pin. "Look at that big boy? They call that shit a bear right?"

Mmmmmm.

Later, after I finish the name change hearing, a trans person looks over at me in the elevator. "Guess we...
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rubymoon:

I love RA so much

Jun 29, 2021

Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Sixty Seven

The old woman didn’t stop and grunt out some gruff or dismissive reply. The old woman didn’t even slow down. Her careful yet steady steps continued as she used her gnarled walking stick to choose a level path through the meadow.

Felecia walked through the doorway of the abandoned house and onto the lawn, the chicken that had been...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Fifty Six

When Felecia didn’t stand up in the lantern light or speak up the old woman grunted, “I’m old but my ears are good, I know you’re there. Fine! If you’re just passing through, so be it, but know the place is haunted. You’ll get no rest there; lord knows I never did.”

The woman set the lantern back down...
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Where was the U.S. bishops public condemnation of Trump for ripping babies out of the arms of their mothers? Where was their condemnation or public rebuke of his adultery?

You want to get into politics you filthy pile of pederasts? Start paying taxes. Better yet stay in your lane and keep busy burying the ever increasing horrors of your pathetic international fraud ring.

Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Fifty Five

The stooped figure set down its gnarled walking stick and fixed the mirrored lantern in a flat spot of earth nearby. The formless, flowing poncho the figure wore came off next, at first Felecia assumed it was the same color as mud, perhaps woven from old horse hair but no, the stiff garment once removed really was coated in...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Fifty Four

The reek of mold and ancient dust, the creaking of uneven floorboards. The old ruined house was enough of a barrier from sound sleep. The unsettling sounds of the ocean waves lapping against crushed shells and smooth pebbles was even worse. The ocean made the sound of disquieting whispers that way. Felecia wondered if the ocean always made that...
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