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(Continues from Simplicity in Hell’s Casino)
About halfway up my spiritual tether, the inevitable question attacked me, and I paused my ascent out of hell.
What anchored me and what spawned the tether?
Finding it changed me from a pale feather
floating on chance’s breeze in the aether.
Climbing its corded leather from nether
planes, I wonder who we are together
for I am nothing without my tether.
And knowing that scares the unlife out of me. Unfortunately, I had no time to ponder the nature of the eternal and whether or not my tether connected to a god-like being. I had a winged problem soaring my way jaws extended to take a bite out of my ghostly hide. Hightailing up my tether, I searched for links to detach. The last fistful I’d thrown had knocked the creature for a loop. But alas, I’d run through my story collection…
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Another knock at the door. How long would this go on for? Didn’t anyone put their kids to bed at a sensible time any more? Well, this would be the last…the jar of sweets on the shelf was almost empty; it seemed as if every child in the neighbourhood had been on her doorstep with that silly ‘trick or treat’ thing. Still, you never knew. She heaved herself out of the armchair, her bones creaking as much as the ancient oak. It might be a customer.
Halloween was about the only time anyone else knocked on her door.
She’d never advertised. Never had to. Her particular talents got around by word of mouth. Most of them were grieving…or in desperate need of help. Or both. Often it was both. There were the curious, gawping at rumours and hoping for something sensational. There were those who came just to see her…
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