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MY LOVE

OUR MARRIAGE

’TIS ALL FOR NAUGHT

I text back:Oh no!! Not sweet potato bride!

Another picture comes: Wallace sprawled on the floor beside the pie pan, one arm thrown over his eyes.

Let me only be accused of loving her too much.

Wallace is definitely having a better Thanksgiving than me. I wonder if his family asks if he has a girlfriend, and how muchfurtherthings are going to go. I wonder if he says yes. I wonder how much further he wants to go.

I could ask him.

I probably won’t.

The Watcher had to have a host.

The pilgrims who visited for Amity’s blessing told her so, each and every one of them. The Watcher had to have a host, because its counterpart already had one, and that threw the world out of balance.

“Its counterpart?”

The old woman who had come to see her—the first of many pilgrims to come—nodded slowly. For the Nocturnians, who defied aging, the deep creases in the woman’s face spoke of long decades, perhaps evencenturies, of life. A cluster of stars was tattooed over her right cheekbone, the same constellation she was named after. Like all the name tattoos, it was white and nearly camouflaged against her skin.

“Across the sea, they call it the Scarecrow. Its host has been gone from the island for many years. He has abandoned his guardianship. If he ever returns here, you must bring him back to order.”

“There’s—there’s another host?”

“His name is Faust,” the woman said. “And he eats souls.”

Monstrous Sea Private Message

emmersmacks:So how was the turkey??

emmersmacks:Seeing as the only turkey I got was the soupy stuff they serve in the student center

Apocalypse_Cow:you could’ve asked me this in october. you know, when we canadians celebrated our thanksgiving. it was overcooked, thank you.

emmersmacks:Okay sour goose

emmersmacks:Lets hear from the less salty side of this trio

MirkerLurker:Ehhhhh, it could have been worse. It could have been one of my aunts saying I should have a doctor check out my vagina, instead of my mom.

Apocalypse_Cow:um.

emmersmacks:Seconding that um

emmersmacks:What exactly prompted this??

MirkerLurker:Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

MirkerLurker:You know Wallace? My parents think we’re doing stuff together.

Apocalypse_Cow:i thought you already were.

MirkerLurker:No, we aren’t.