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Melancholia's Smile, Part 2The first day Pete was ever allowed up to the house on the hill he and Melancholia decided to play horseshoes in the garden. It was the day before the end of summer and the sky was patched with clouds. In the warm air, the clouds threw shadows on the ground of a lazy procession of sailing ships drifting over their heads.Melancholia's Smile, Part 2
Mischievia and Destructia were elsewhere and the housekeeper, Gregman, was off on the other side of the lawn pruning a shriveled rosebush. Gregman also happened to be the groundskeeper. A horseshoe went flying through the air and landed with a thud.
“I don
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Melancholia's Smile, Part 1The house on the hill was cold and dark, old and twisted.Melancholia's Smile, Part 1
The very structure was gaunt with towers that scratched at the sky and deep corners where hid deeper secrets. To say the very least, it was thought to be a strange house by the rest of the neighborhood. Lights often turned on in rooms where no one was. Locked doors inexplicably opened, and open doors suddenly slammed shut and locked. It was a house of bumps and creaks and unexplained sounds. Some swore that on certain days it was larger than usual with an extra spire or row of windows. The sky over the house was always two shades darker than any other part of t
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