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Yay! It's past midnight on Devil's Night, so that makes it officially Halloween!





Here's my entry for this year's Trick or Treat Challenge. A comment on fffc by prisca1960 sparked the resurgence of an idea I had months ago. Here's the result...

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Daguerrotype
by Serai



Zeke doesn't look at the photograph very often, but sometimes he does. He sits on the floor in the corner of the living room, by the low shelf that holds family relics, and pulls it out of the photo album where it stays tucked away between wedding portraits. He doesn't know who first left it there, but its outlines have sunk into the smiling blandness of grandparents in white lace and tuxedo black, the ancient paper thick and hardened by time, ( age seeping onto the adjacent pictures in soft smudges of brown... )

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It's past midnight, so I'm posting this now, that our friends across the pond might read it while it's still Halloween.





So here's a chilling little tale from my Z/C 'verse. This one's for aliensouldream, with a great big hug to twothreefour, who helped me with a mad last-minute rewrite. Blessed Samhain to all!

Written off the prompt: Not all scars show and not all wounds heal.

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Monster
by Serai


The Monster comes to him late at night. The feeling is always the same: a sense of reaching, of clutching, of desperate hands about to take hold of him and drag him down ( into an unseen, watery nothingness... )

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