We only sent our field agents to teach you a lesson. Good boys must not tell lies and play the victim. Your mother is very angry with you. The Grand Mother is working tirelessly to restore Secret Grove’s reputation. We can’t have you ruining that for us.Continue reading “D_Ø_Ñ_N_|_Ē”
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WE HAVE POSTED ANOTHER WARNING ABOUT MR. DONNIE MADDENS ON THE THIRD PAGE OF THIS LINK.
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We have dispensed an experimental batch of Widow Silk into the air. To the residents of Forest Prairie, Texas, do not fear. Just breathe in deep, and you will come to see things our way soon enough. This is our message to you, Donnie. W-304 is being developed in collaboration with none other than the great Jennie Coüffàn, your loving mother.
THE MISFITS WISH IT WASN'T THIS WAY.
THE BETROTHED ARE HERE TO STAY.
TO ALL CURRENT OR FUTURE MEMBERS OF OUR ORGANIZATION
High alert has been set for two young men.
These names are to be remembered:
Donnie is a runaway. Chucky is a nosey little weasel. Both of them are bastard children, peeking too closely into our origins.
These boys will learn one way or another that we are the ones who decide when play time is over. You two know your mothers never meant to hurt you. It’s time to grow up and let us help you. If you’ll simply contribute your intelligence, the breakthroughs and revelations are unimaginable.
SELLING SILK 101
FUN FACT ABOUT THE MADDENS FAMILY:
They’re descended from Rumpelstiltskin. Known for selling Widow Silk.
THE BEAUTY OF THE BETROTHED & THE BRETHREN
Donnie is grounded. It’s for his own good. We’re sure you understand.
Sincerely, The Betrothed & The Brethren.
Zampano is rolling in his grave. We saw it.
Johnny wasn’t a very good boy. Truancy is not to be tolerated.
Alex was doing our Lord’s work. The virus was a means to an end.
Elizabeth was an unfortunate casualty.
Lonnie was just paranoid.
We. Will. Have. Order.
r33ñ. Høpe, Idahø. I know what happened, but The Brethren don’t want you to know
I try to help to leave this world better than I found it.
Eclipsing ellipses. Eclectic and eccentric. Donnie will be taken care of soon enough. Never mind this little ramble, he’s just spiraling again.
~Betrothed to the Brethren, as all will be. You’ve revealed too much sir, and we’re frankly fed up with it. We impressed your progress with Dollar General. And we will do the same with all future “potential employers.”
A lanky young man with claws for hands. At one point he was me.
But I still see him.
I thought he was gone. I stopped. “No more cutting,” I said. Why is he still here?
The butcher in Whitby? Is he bringing it back? I don’t understand. He’s dead, that’s not possible.
“One more morsel.”
For a single Gil?
Morsengyl? I don’t understand. The yearly census. The ships taken overseas. The harm they did…
And the gang’s all here…
I am at my best when I can stay in one place. But that’s not entirely true. I don’t know what my best is. I know what I do, though. This is the second time in the last week that I’ve sat in my closed car with music blaring. The rain and lightning have been scaring the ß
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Fear. Blood. Flesh
An imposing tall figure with some kind of metallic headwear. A long blade clutched in his hand, dragging along the ground. Is it looking at me? Is it human? Is it alive?