At the Edge of the Wilderness and the Withering Tree

Diary of Magnus Cray Day 5

Photo by Jeff Suwak.

Dying in a dead world. Dig it?

That’s just the way of things. Not all are outfitted to evolve. It’s not species that advance. It’s individuals within species.

The dead always hate the living for the very fact that they are alive.

“Can I help you?” she asked threateningly.

Fear, hate, resent, the TV secretly said. FEAR. FEAR. FEAR.

There was more darkness in her than the usual Puppet Madness, though. It had been a mistake for me to have stepped into that place.

Sure enough, about ten minutes passed before a sleek black car slid into the parking lot and stopped beside my car. Two agents stepped out, one male and one female, both dressed all in black just as their kind had been doing for hundreds of years.

They were accustomed to dealing with normies who had no idea what they were. That was another advantage I had in my private war. I was just at home in the Night as they were.

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