Salvation’s Curse (Mind’s Eye)

I should’ve been happy that I now looked ‘normal’. But all I saw was an angry stranger. Even though her lips didn’t move, I could hear her clearly in my head telling me that no matter what I did, I was still a freak.

It was merely another way to lie, to hide what I really was. I know now that my parents meant well, but at the time, all I could think of was how ashamed they must be if they would go to such lengths to make me look like everyone else.

But I wasn’t like everyone else. And deep down, I knew I never would be.

Salvation’s Curse (Letting Go)

My mother was dead, her body just hadn’t been able to leave with her soul. The woman who told me stories every night, who baked me brownies when I had a hard day at school, who always told me how special I was regardless of how much I believed otherwise was gone, leaving behind a body kept alive through technology and a man’s inability to accept inevitability.

Fate’s Bounty (Sully’s Dream I)

He let the swirling mass of darkness approach, embracing him with a knowledge that no matter the outcome, he had willingly given himself up in order to save the others. Perhaps then, the haunting would stop and he would have the peace he’d never known.

Fate’s Bounty (Coming Home I)

The rustling of the stalks brought my attention back to the garden. Leaves swayed, leaning toward me, then away, as if beckoning me to come nearer and join them in their revelry. In that moment, I knew the sacrifice, the blood, the tears, the parts of us shed in order to expose the rawness of ourselves was worth it. It had allowed us to see our weaknesses and gain strength from accepting that they were forever a part of us.

Fate’s Bounty (Sully)

Not long after Sully had begun visiting regularly, he admitted to having premonitions. At first I thought it was just a manifestation of the stress from having to deal with his bad luck and how people treated him because of it. After describing the fire and who’d be responsible a couple of days before it happened, I finally believed that Sully was cursed, just not in the way most people thought.

He made me swear to keep this little quirk of his personality quiet, which wasn’t a difficult promise to make. It was hard enough on the man having to deal with many of the townsfolk crossing themselves and the street every time he passed. If this got out, the man would face a fate usually reserved for charlatans and swindlers.

It was one thing to think the man was damned; it’d be another to learn it was true.

Fate’s Bounty (Grady)

Necessity may be the mother of invention, but desperation is the bitch that nags you until you find yourself doing things that even a mad man wouldn’t consider.

Taking my hat in my hand, I tore the poster from the wall and walked into the Sheriff’s office, wondering if the decision I was about to make would be the right one, and if it wasn’t – what did I have to lose?

As it turned out – everything.

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