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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part Fifty Three
Felecia walked back over to the crude house and passed the chicken, not paying the chicken much mind as it jumped off the railing, flapping and flailing wildly until it landed in the living room behind her. Upon closer inspection the house made from the familyâs old shipping crates wasnât nearly as crude as it appeared from the back...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part Fifty Two
âHello.â
This time Felecia didnât shout, she barely spoke above a whisper. The doll was looking at her through its peekaboo curtain, its lifeless eyes saw all and nothing at the same time and still Felecia found the look unsettling. The doll, the person who made the thing anyway, had lived a hard life, it was etched into the...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part Fifty One
Two nights and three days of crisscrossing east to west through the woods behind the edges of the family estate heading farther and farther to the north and what Felecia assumed would be the woods giving way to some rocky and uninhabitable beach. The only map of the island Felecia ever saw in the estates library was an ancient...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part Fifty
âMorninâ Fee.â
When Felecia didnât shift underneath her coat or respond the fishy looking man nodded back toward the estate just barely a dayâs march to the south. âGiven the hand you got dealt in life, I donât have to wonder why you always search for villains. Youâre looking over at the bow and considering the knife at your waist...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part Forty Nine
"Felecia dreamed again that night for the first time in months. The event wasnât one of her raving terrors of the night but it was surely a nightmare none the less.
The fiend, the older sibling of the felonious pair Felecia overheard as they charted the further course of their complicity in the village murders, was seated high on...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth
Part Forty Eight
Healing took time, the physical injuries mended first of course. Felecia stopped sulking about her fate, about the awful scabby mess that was her face. She stopped brooding about the village and the awful people who called it home, and tried to do the same about the big house. Walks down to the end of the lane and back...
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