About Tower Curator
Stories
6
Chapters
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3.6 M
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Reading
12 d, 13 h
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"It was trying to climb up onto the counter. I just added spikes to the bottom of my shoes and stomped on it. Professor Baxter and Sister Cross came into the room a moment later." Eva leaned back, listening to Juliana's story. She'd already heard it once, though that one was a lot different. A shame really. All the good parts were left out of this version. Of course, the audience might not be able to take the unsanitized version. Irene sat across from Eva. Her pork riblets had been shoved to the…-
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An awkward air hung about the usual group. No one talked, no one laughed. Everyone sat around picking at their food. Everyone except for Max. He had his usual double helping of refried beans and a side of string beans. Eva wasn't sure what was up with everyone. Juliana, she could understand. The girl had barely spoken two words since Eva refused to talk about blood magics or demonology. She didn't think she had done anything to the others. None of them asked about Shalise. Either they already knew…
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“Do you know anything about this place?” Erika asked as they slowly drove along the black cobblestone bridge. Now that they were moving, she had a little more mental space for taking in the new realm they were in. Periodic raised archways stretched high into the red-tinged mist, each decorated with tall, inhuman statues made from polished obsidian. A gnawing unease settled on Erika’s shoulders as they passed one particular statue, feeling like she was being watched by the multitude of eyes peering…-
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“This feels weirder than normal,” Erika said as they blazed down the streets of Chicago. Carter bending time wasn’t usually all that apparent. The effect gradually fell off as physical distance increased, leaving a rather large bubble around him where people could get more time per time, thus accomplish more, move faster, or otherwise just experience time a little faster than normal. From her perspective, nothing normally felt different either. She could drive the speed limit from her relative…
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Sunlight crept through the second floor of the abandoned retirement home. It prowled through the corridors until it came to the last room. Ignoring the blood wards and avoidance runes, it pounced on the sleeping girl. Eva groaned and pulled her covers over her eyes. She slept through her alarm and school with it, only to be awoken by the cruel morning sun. She missed some of the final tests for the year, yet somehow school just didn't feel as important with all the events of yesterday. Besides, what…
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A second crack tore through the alley, bringing with it a blinding light. Eva heard her master cry out in pain. The demon who tackled her quickly tore herself free and moved between the attacks and Eva. She almost charged forward, but something caused her to hesitate. Eva, on the other hand, didn't hesitate for a second. She whipped out two vials of her blood. The first was poured in a small circle, setting the radius and center point. The second vial was used to form a golf-ball sized globule…
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"Eva?" Devon Foster blinked in the dim light. "You almost lost your head, girl." "Yeah. Nice to see you too, master," Eva said as she gently pushed the blade away from her throat. "Expecting trouble?" "Not exactly," he said, replacing the dagger. "We were just about to leave. You surprised me is all." "We?" Eva peeked further into the building. Spinning in a swivel chair was a woman with six too many eyes and glossy black chitin in place of skin. "Ah. Hello Arachne." The spinning woman slammed…
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Erika slipped between clusters of laughing kids and the glow of arcade cabinets, the air thick with the scent of popcorn and sweaty teenagers. She paused beside a pinball table, watching the silver ball ricochet under neon lights, then caught sight of Rick hunched over a malfunctioning cabinet, screwdriver in hand and cardboard tube on his back. “Need some help?” she called, raising her voice over the thumping bass music that she had picked out—royalty free, despite her doubts that any big music…
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“So, about your parents—” Erika stopped Leslie before he could begin, holding up her hand. “The Fixer said they knew what they were doing, that they had escaped these kinds of situations before, and that they didn’t have time to elaborate. It’s been three days. I have seen no sign of them or Leah, and I don’t know what to do beyond trust that they’ll show up again, eventually.” As far as Erika was concerned, there was nothing more to say on the subject. Leaving like she had pissed…
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“Just wanted to ask about the status of that meeting,” Erika said, seated at her kitchen table with a notebook in one hand and her phone in the other. Carter sat at the table next to her, staring at her wristwatch—though he didn’t seem to do anything with it. Opposite both of them, Daniel had his laptop out, trying to find out the same thing Erika was trying to find out. What happened to The Fixer? “The Hermit has been under increasing stress as of late,” The Adjustment said, calm and…
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