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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Twenty

As best as Felecia could tell from her time among the village, Phillip owed the people there nothing. His position didn’t come with any perks, perceived or realized. As much as Felecia disagreed with his decision, he gave Rotary house the lion’s share of their hunt because he believed it was the only way to save the village. Nearly everything he...
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Nineteen

There was also the threat. Felecia thought about that as she laid in her shelter and shivered while the snow fell. Who would there be to tell? Most of the villagers still viewed her as a stranger if not a continued curiosity. How could someone from the big house, someone from the vaulted house of Conway, be slumming and dressing like...
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Eighteen

The snow hit once again and then harder and after that a third time and so long that there was no more telling the usual muddy lanes of the small village except for where the buildings stood and hardly anyway to tell the lane leading up to Rotary house or the fences of the goat pens except for the tops of...
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Seventeen

At the time…

Soon enough it seemed all Felecia had was time. She only spoke to the groundskeeper’s boy when she had to from then on. Autumn surrendered to winter and the few fishermen attached to the village all solemnly swore by their ridiculous superstitions. They wouldn’t teach a girl how to sail or fish and they all barely managed to...
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Sixteen

The youth grunted and nodded the same way his father did, barely acknowledging the praise.

Felecia let another handful of minutes grind and scrape like the sullen youth’s teeth. He did it a lot, being this close to him proved that much. Felecia used to do that, grind her jaw, usually whenever she heard Nana’s house shoes scraping across the floors...
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Fifteen

The old boots were back where Felecia had left them, near the remaining embers of the hearth fire, newly cleaned and even oiled to shine. There was little question in Felecia’s mind who had done that, then she thought on the thicker blanket as she folded it up and placed it on the ottoman before managing another cup of hot chicory....
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Fourteen

The groundskeeper’s boy was slow, reluctant even, to get ready and moving as Phillip and Felecia arrived with their precious cargo. They were both lightened of their load and drinking liqueur mixed with warm chicory before the youth was ordered off to the kitchen to further prepare what they managed on the hunt. The youth seemed even tempered for once, tempered...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Twelve

Another month would come and go after that oddly honest communication before Felecia found herself regarding anyone in the village beyond their or her immediate needs. Phillip came by her still weather secure hovel in the tree line and pointed out at the increasingly dark woods beyond. “I need to secure enough boar or deer meat for the larder before...
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