Urban Magical Survey Corps
“I don’t understand.” Edna declared, in that managerial tone which seemed to expect reality to politely conform to the project plan.
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A Special Meeting Of The Eldritch Botany Club
Some people assumed that because the Eldritch Botany Club advertised itself as a “fun and friendly group”, you needn’t arrive precisely at the listed four o’clock. Nobody made that mistake twice.
One-Point-Six To Twelve
One-point six faces glared reproachfully from the dark corners of his improvised bunker. Twelve faces wept behind them. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…”
Ghoulishly Good Business Sense
The carriage driver waved clicked to the horses, who took off with what, had the humans been paying more attention, might’ve seemed unusual eagerness to leave the warm and safe inn…
What Remains Of The Old Fortune Teller
Once upon a time, when the trains still stopped at Puddleton and the town prospered, the Puddleton Green was indeed green, and the site of many a festival or visiting attraction. But since then…
A Capable Princess Crew
The trip started so well, but now… what a way to turn thirteen. At least I’m not alone.
Empty Except For Belief In Protocol
“Good morning, captain!” SEMA chirped. “Do you have any special instructions for today?” Captain Riley’s corpse did not answer.
Sugar Spun Over Blood
“Ooh, a rowboat!” She trills. You’d have to know her very well to detect the fury hidden behind her air-headed smile. “How romantic!”
A Ghost I Never Was
Mum wrings her hands and frowns at all the hoarded tat like it somehow snuck into her house of its own accord.
Negotiating With A Genie
“Hm.” A pair of glasses appeared on the genie’s nose, and a stack of books poofed into existence around him. “What kind of flight did you have in mind?”