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The witch of New Orleans

Chapter 5 The Feast of Worms

Word Count: 742    |    Released on: Today at 03:46

en from his horse during the inspection of

ed off the bayou. He couldn't breathe without feeling like something crawle

saw

window. Ev

ado

speak. She wo

children together, climbing rooftops, chasing stray cats and sain

the soldiers asked who harbored

poin

w he wa

is own arms raw. The walls creaked with breath. His house had b

had taken the children and fled across

he mirror in th

s-black, thi

w what

ecko

came afte

gs, white and twitching. Then in droves. He stomped the

ed in voices

fat

pri

ra's m

p on his way to the cellar. The worms followed. Some now large eno

mself inside

rkn

len

breathin

soft kn

nc

wi

n si

d his ear

heard

them where

as colder th

nted with

sped. "I was-scared

do not summ

"Please, Isa

idn't open.

like acid. Through the

Bloodless.

llapsed to his knees, clut

my friend

sold me fo

n't think

my family al

up the walls now. Formin

ed like h

es glimmering like

de a plac

d. "Please-d

n't," she

ched his

began

Not flesh

of him. A transparent double-screaming, identical, and shaking.

But the soul remained

ms surro

fea

moyne died

oed for hours after

-

k in her hand. She watched as the moon dipped behind storm clouds and

now. Not fully risen, not yet-

to her m

ways wi

es with

ng in a crad

re every tree

h no mouths

longer jus

becoming

upants. Every soul taken. Every life shattered. They did not fade-they rem

as a

a c

e was i

ge was not

were

now bound in stitched skin

er Re

shal

er Co

or D

power at her fami

y would

she would bring the w

ream at

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