short fiction – Page 2 – High Urban Fantasy Jazz

A Voice in the Closet

Everything you left behind, exactly as you left it.

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Don’t plant mint until you’re ready for it.

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Sometimes, there’s no place to go but down.

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Imagine you’re holding the thing you want in your hands, but you still can’t have it.

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Maybe the girl in the mirror understands pain.

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In the Victorian era, flowers could be used to send a message. Any message you liked.

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Can you paint what’s in your soul?

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Oh dear, another insane stepmother.

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Sometimes a witch’s duty goes beyond a simple spell.

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She knows something is wrong.

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