Cursed
Ella crept through the cemetary. It was night, and a storm blocked any light from the stars or moon as it poured rain and howled with wind. She had little worries about being seen, but it was so dark she needed to take great care not to stumble and risk breaking the thin clay tablet she had spent days making. This cemetary was old and had not been visited in years. Ella did not go too far into the cemetary before stoppng at an old crypt. She tapped the stone door twice with her walking stick. The stone door swung open on heavily greased hinges and she stepped inside. Two taps on the floor and the door closed. "Licht," Ella commanded and an orb afixed to the ceiling of the crypt that was a dozen feet long on each side flared bright, illuminating the inside of the crypt. Smiling, she went to a corner where she carefully took out the clay tablet she had kept hidden in a large pocket. It was time to cast a curse.
What Was Curse?
The Horror of Curses
by Atlantios
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