Syth and Axe (part 3) : Old Grudges
Read part 1 here: https://parallaxrealms.blogspot.com/2024/04/bunyan-went-down-to-jersey-part-1.html Book 3 - The Sacred and the Profane 1948 - Somewhere in Louisiana The skittering began again. She looked up, her golden locks falling free of her hat and billowing around her shoulders - strands in the sunlight. But there were other strands - fibers. Faint, imperceptible. Then she felt something land on her skin and stick. She brushed at it. Strong. Sticky. She rushed away, and felt the tug at her cheek as the strand broke free, leaving a small stinging line. She sped down the road and up into her house - an old mansion nestled in this part of the bayou. She’d always heard rumors - she’d always left treats at the crossroads, hadn’t messed with the strange lady with the large snake, hadn’t cursed any of the loa, even though she didn’t believe. But something was skuttling along behind her now. And the fibers. The strands were coming more now - in through the windo...