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Chapter 9

Author: Amarablack
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-07 20:37:06
Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name.

— Cornelia Funke

CAMELLIA

Whoever said children were a blessing clearly never chased one through mosquito-infested grass at dusk.

“Lilah, please” I hissed, pushing through the tall, itchy stalks, praying I wouldn’t lose sight of her tiny pink dress.

She darted deeper into the field like a fairy on crack, completely unfazed by my yelling. Of course she didn’t hear me,she was deaf. It gave her the ultimate superpower of ignoring me without consequences.

I finished work at the studio late, and since Lilah had to stay back with me, we missed the last bus home thanks to an impromptu team meeting that could’ve easily been a voice note.

Whatever glow was left in the sky had long given up, leaving the world steeped in night sounds, and of course, The only shortcut home ran straight through grass tall enough to hide a very energetic six-year-old with zero sense of danger.

I hadn’t taken that path in a while. The grass was now lon
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