Why Beauty Sought the Beast

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Digital image of a collage with four panels in two rows. Top left panel, a person’s sneering mouth with the canine teeth extended slightly. Top right panel, close-up of a person’s left eye wide open as if in surprise. Bottom left panel, a repeat of the top right panel image, except now the eye is a different color, red and gold, and the skin around it has sprouted small hairs. Bottom right panel, a growling mouth with long canines and a hairy face.

She did nothing to earn her beauty.  It was given to her.  And as with many such gifts, beauty was both a boon and a burden to the girl whose name was Imelda.

She was doted on by some, guarded by others, coveted by still others.

Imelda’s mother, who both loved and feared for her girl, spent many sleepless nights wondering when her child would grow old enough to be passed into the protection of another.  For she and her husband were humble folk, as their child too would have been.  But Imelda’s beauty—while it may not have impressed in a city or even a large town—was quite surpassing in their little village.  Surpassing enough to catch the eye of those with greater means.  The girl wished to be learned.  She wished to explore. 

Perhaps her beauty could make it so could do what she dreamed of doing.

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Chainmaker

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Beast of Chainmaker“What agency are you all from?” the sheriff asked the group of dark-suited men and women who had just entered the building.

A tall dark-haired man in a steel gray suit stepped forward and handed the sheriff a black card.  The sheriff looked at the card.  It was blank.  He turned it over and found another blank side.

The man introduced himself as Joe Chan, then named the members of his team.

Agent Chan explained that the black card was keyed to the sheriff’s thumbprint and when pressed would show the needed contact information.  “Once you verify my credentials, I’d like to have a briefing on the latest attacks.” Continue reading