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Halloween Drabbles #14: Frost

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A black frost, a killing frost, lay heavy on the ground when he awoke that morning. Most of the nearby crops had yet to be harvested, and this disaster would mean a lean winter for the village.
He ventured outside, bracing against the sudden cold, and put his hand to the earth.
As he suspected, the early frost which had defied his predictions wasn’t a natural occurrence.
He looked out at the fields, and saw one was already cleared. He would start there. Dark magic hung over the village, and he would root it out before it did more harm.

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Halloween Drabbles #12: Dangerous

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We decided to take a shortcut home through the graveyard. We’d been warned it was dangerous, of course, but what better night than Halloween?
The path was lit by the light of the full moon through the skeletal branches, and leaves crunched under our feet as we held hands. We felt a thrill, but no fear as we passed the stone markers of our antecedents.
We didn’t even know about the escaped killer until the next day, when they found his body hidden in the bushes, trampled to death and surrounded by skeletal footprints.

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Halloween Drabbles #11: Dagger

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They found the dagger resting in a pile of treasure, it’s ruby-studded cap glinting in the torchlight. The thief, captivated, reached out to take it but the mage stopped his hand.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit too easy?”
“Don’t be such so paranoid,” he said. “It ain’t trapped, I checked.”
After that, the thief always carried it with him, and the rest of the party noticed a dramatic shift in his personality. The cleric was certain he was cursed, but he was so deadly with the new blade that they let the matter rest.
Until it was too late.

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Halloween Drabbles: Demon

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They had worked on the original creation, and were immensely proud of it. For millions of years, the divine forces of light, heat and gravity interacted in a vast cosmic dance predictable down to the second. It was good.
Until suddenly, the universe wasn’t quite spinning properly. Something had been added.
That was how they found out about life.
The work hadn’t been enough. The Creator had to go and add to it, infesting the universe with teeming objects that behaved unpredictably and upset the clockwork perfection of their universe.
They’d expunged it from three planets before they were caught.

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Halloween Drabbles #9: Chains

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We found the chains in the back corner of the basement behind the broken tables, the crushed instruments, and the bloody mess of the body. They were two inches thick, nearly impossible to lift, and shattered in three places.
“You figure he was doing some kind of weird experiments down here?” My partner asked, gingerly avoiding the minefield of broken glass. He was staring at the victim, if the word could be applied.
“Looks that way,” I said. “But where’s whoever, or whatever he was experimenting on?”
I felt hot breath on the back of my neck. I turned around.

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Halloween Drabbles #8: Castle

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The castle was his life’s work. He’d been an apprentice mason when the baron had ordered it’s construction, and they began by building the keep from the existing stones of an old Roman ruin, incorporating the mound beneath into a defensive hill.The initial construction had taken ten years, through which he had risen from apprentice to master. The rest of his life had been dedicated to expanding the site, adding walls, gatehouses, moats and outbuildings.Finally, he was finished. He passed his tools down to his sons and retired.He heard the cannons attack the walls the next day.

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Halloween Drabbles #7: Rise

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“Please,” the baker said. “You have to help me. She died in the night…”
The necromancer frowned and looked down at the jar in his hands. It was an interesting case, and he had brought back smaller creatures before, but yeast?
“I will try, but necromancy isn’t a miracle. I can bring it back, but it won’t be unchanged.”
“The taste shouldn’t be effected. I just need it to last long enough to make a new sourdough starter. A few days.”
The necromancer coaxed the dead yeast into rising again, but all the baker could create with it was unbread.