“This book contains stories. They are meant to confuse the one who hunts you. None of them are true save one.” The scholar Victoria opened the book. “The story of your life.” Continue reading
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Mausefalle Manor
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Naomi clicked on her recorder, took a deep breath, and asked her grand-aunty Z about the one thing that her mother and grandmother told her to never, ever, never, never, ever ask her about.
“Aunty, what did you see when you went into Mausefalle Manor? And how is it that you got out when so many other people never did?” Continue reading
Mysterious Tracks in the Snow
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No one in town could explain the tracks. Where they came from. Where they were going. And who—or what—had made them. Continue reading
