Namid

Dream Walker June 2, 2022

Generational Curse

I shot up in my bed, sweat beading down my head and face. I felt like someone had just been choking me. Oxygen burned my throat as I gasped for air.

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Skinwalker March 26, 2022

Just a Dream, Part I

Better than that, though, she cared about me. She cared about me in the way my mother used to. She accepted me even though I was a skinwalker and had uprooted her life for me. We were madly in love and could take on the world together.

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Skinwalker February 27, 2022

Ritual

I laughed as only a squirrel could, and Namid smiled. She quickly turned her head, probably in an effort to avoid me seeing her smile, just like Aki. She checked the compass again and set up a white bear totem with cedar incense and another one of the rocks with the curly lines.

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Dream Walker February 14, 2022

The Cabin On The Bayou

Prime suspect identified.” As if on cue, everything that Sani had opened—all the windows, doors, drawers, and cabinets—slammed shut simultaneously. I couldn’t stop myself from jumping at the sound, and I cursed myself for letting…whatever it was set me ill-at-ease.

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Skinwalker January 11, 2022

The Shaman

I rounded the corner and saw a ghost. There, standing in front of me, was a spirit I hadn’t seen in a hundred years. Her jet black hair ran down the sides of her shoulder, perfectly accenting her ivory skin. Her smile turned into a scowl as she debated between two paint swatches. It had to be her. But how?

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Dream Walker January 8, 2022

Envision

But what about the other services I wanted to provide? How does one advertise for incubi/succubi hunting and ritual work? It felt foolish to make that information easy to find, like putting it in a newspaper ad or social media site.

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Dream Walker November 16, 2021

Uprooted

Smoke and concrete filled my nose. My body was filled with this phantom sensation I had felt so many times, but I never got used to it, no matter how many experiences I had. I couldn’t feel my hair weigh my head or shoulders down; instead, it was gently tumbling up above my head like it would in water.

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Dream Walker October 11, 2021

Strange Bedfellows

I bit my tongue, at a complete loss for words. I didn’t think anyone would catch onto my motivations so quickly. I thought I played my intentions close to my chest. Not even my family knew the full picture of why I wanted to move to New Orleans and start my business. And it took this…this monster two conversations to figure me out.

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Dream Walker September 18, 2021

Cat and Mouse

The hand I kept under my pillow to support my head gripped the tangled net that I kept there. I had two more just like it hidden beneath my air mattress just in case. I was ready. I just need to wait for the right opportunity.
That opportunity came when a rough, feverish hand fell to my bare shoulder, gripping it possessively.

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Dream Walker August 4, 2021

New Hunting Grounds

I whipped around, preparing to kick this boy’s balls further up into his body, when a black leather jacket slid between us, cutting off the violent contact. “Pardon me,” a velvety British accent interjected, “but I believe the lady has made it clear that she is not interested in maintaining a conversation with you, sir.”

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