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Spells and Lies at Night

Tomlin froze. He meant to freeze. Instead his feet dragged him towards the woman in red. Her mask now removed, there was something about her, something familiar. Yet he could not place her, nor did he know her name. He found himself not caring if he knew her name or not, but only that his feet keep taking him closer.
Spells are funny things, he had a moment to reflect, one minute you’re casting, the next you’re cast. The garden, the moonlight, the evening, something was drawing him to her, this mysterious woman.
Just as he closed on her position, for she had succeeded in freezing in place a shrill voice echoed into the still of the garden, “Tomlin! Oh, Tomlin! I thought that was you, so regal in your lion mask!” That voice he knew and could place. Augustine Remorath was a woman of little tact and less class. At some point he had unintentionally cast a spell on her, and she had pursued him ever since, doggedly and obliviously.
As she neared, Tomlin turned and said, “Hello August, this is my date…”

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Spells and Lies at Night
Tiggerstripn2
Posted 11 months ago

Entertaining, I like it
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Kiarra
Posted 11 months ago

I guess its best to be careful when casting spells, lol
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Batak Beatrix
Posted 11 months ago

Ah, another twist! Excellent!
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blueyedwonder
Posted 11 months ago

haha…nice. i like it.
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Alexa ♥
Posted 11 months ago

Well, if hadn’t run from her in the first place . . .
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THX 0477
Posted 11 months ago

Further expounding on the male state, yes, Alexa, we’re morons and rarely know a good thing when we see it the first couple of times. I wish I could tell you we get better as we age, but most don’t. It’s really kind of sad we wound up in charge of so many things.