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They Come At Night
They come at night during the Hour of the Wolf, that gap between night and dawn when most people perish, when the sleepless are haunted by their deepest fear, when nightmares become flesh, and when ghosts are at the zenith of their power.
When they were alive they were families and neighbors who came to each other’s aid and fought for peace and tragically lost the battle before that peace had been established.
Now, they step each pre-dawn from the void of the hereafter to remind us of how far we still must travel.
Tiny Stories: The Meddler
Popular belief has it that the universe is comprised of atoms. In reality, the universe is actually made up of…
“Faith, my dear, I can assure you that there is not a misogynistic bone in my body. I fully agree that some women are born to lead, just as others are born to follow.”
“And in which category do I fit?”
“I cannot imagine you following a soul.”
“Both perceptive and wise, but you failed to notice one important fact.”
“And what might that be?”
“I am not a woman at all.”
“Don’t be absurd. My eyesight might not be as sharp as in my younger years, but I can see plain as day that you are most certainly a woman.”
“The form is feminine, but I am in fact a Fatum.”
“A what?”
“A sort of supernatural being, born to meddle in the affairs of humankind.”
Some women were born to lead, others to follow, but Faith discovered she wasn’t a woman at all. She was, in fact, a Fatum, a supernatural being born to magically meddle in the affairs of humankind and she was about to accomplish that on a global scale by marrying the leader of the free world.
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