» Hauntings & Healings

another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated. Getting an interesting from her twin was perhaps the highest compliment the odd boy could bestow onto anyone. Interesting meant that she had said something clever enough that he didn't have anything that immediately contradicted it in his mind. That, or perhaps he'd finally learned that there were certain words and phrases which if said, could shut other people up. "That's what you saw?" Otem gasps as her Father makes himself into an impenetrable wall of flesh and muscle that she is helpless to disobey. But he needn't have, really. The mere mention of her mother is enough to turn the girl's limbs to jelly and her mind to a puddle of mush. "But it was just the ghosts, right?" She added, heart beating faster. Otem didn't know which would be worse: if a ghost had bastardized the image of her mother purely for its own motives, or if Isopia really had been here and Otem had missed her. Allowing herself to be led away between twin and last remaining parent, Otem vowed to keep her eyes peeled for spirits. Maybe she would see her mother again after all.

_{art by Chloe!}