Tag: Short Story
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Mission to Middlehaven: 18
“Igbon!” Each of the three witches chanted in turn, their eyes focused upon the glowing orb which hovered above the stick in the centre circle. The sky above grew cloudy once again, with the clouds being highlighted by the bright Moon. A loud shriek from somewhere within the trees caused the Elite Force of Britain…
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Mission to Middlehaven: 17
Cheryl Olive hastily drew the circle into the ground, using a smaller stick than before. She then drew the triangle, and finally the large circle that surrounded everything. This time, she placed the stick directly into the centre of the triangle, and knelt at the top point, the point facing the cottage. Merrell knelt to…
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Mission to Middlehaven: 16
PSYCHIC SUE “I’ve lost them.” Sue said, thumping the table in desperation. “They are still connected in our reflections,” Cheryl Olive advised, “just because we cannot see them or communicate with them, they are there.” “They are on their way back to us.” Beryl said. “They have retrieved the diamonds for us, and are returning…
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Mission to Middlehaven: 15
INVISIBLE CHARLIE One of the banshees flew into the light switch, plunging the room where Charlie and Annabeth were into complete darkness. Charlie could see the eerie glow of the banshee’s eyes and the outlines of their bodies as they started to become fully aware of where they were. Every time one of the creatures…
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Mission to Middlehaven: 14
FIRETOP “You ARE a demon. Imposter. And you now have the Star of Igbon. You have played us all for fools! Fools!” “What are you…?” Firetop was confused by what the elderly gentleman was saying, who was still at his feet, but cowering now. “Run, my people run and flee from this demon while you…
The Mansionic Perspective 