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<blockquote data-quote="tglassy" data-source="post: 7266771" data-attributes="member: 6855204"><p>Josiah didn’t like being at the carnival. Too many people, most of whom were just trying to make a buck, usually dishonestly. </p><p></p><p>But Tilly wanted to come. They got into town the night before, headed on to El Div, still another few week’s journey away. Her aunt, Josiah’s sister in law, was there. After what happened to Tilly’s mother...well, Josiah wanted to get the girl to her aunt’s as soon as she could. Young girls should have a woman in their life. Not a broken and scarred father with no clue how to raise a child, much less on his own. </p><p></p><p>They’d found out about the carnival, and Tilly had wanted to stay and come. He’d told her no, at first. Then her shoulders sank, and she went back to her bed in their room in the inn. She didn’t argue. She didn’t cry. She’d done enough cryin’ the last few weeks. She just accepted it. </p><p></p><p>It was then that Josiah realized that he her eyes had brightened at the thought of the carnival. He hadn’t seen her eyes brighten like that since her momma died. Hell, she was only 11. Kids needed some kind of fun in their lives, or they grow up too quick. </p><p></p><p>“Alright,” he had said at last, and Tilly’s head popped up. “We can stay for the carnival.</p><p></p><p>Now, even though he hated being there, he knew he’d made the right choice. Tilly smiled, laughed. She played games. Josiah had a few coppers to blow, so she could play some of the games. She needed that. He needed to see her like that. Almost felt like life could get back to normal. Now that his curse was gone...</p><p></p><p>He saw her, in the crowd. Only for a moment. Jessie. His late wife. She had been looking at him, a smile on her lips. Then she was gone. He closed his eyes, knowing it wasn’t really her. Knowing it was the after effects of having the curse lifted, a miracle, but not a miracle one returns from unscathed. When he opened his eyes, she was gone. But so was Tilly.</p><p></p><p>He scanned the crowd, his heart giving a little leap. He put his hand on his gun, then he saw her poke her head out of a tent.</p><p></p><p>“Come on, Daddy!” She said. “Let’s come get our fortunes told!”</p><p></p><p>She ducked back in before he could tell her to get out of there. That girl was so much like her momma. </p><p></p><p>He ducked his head entering the tent, seeing the woman. She beckoned them over. He watched as his little girl stood transfixed, listening to every word. To Josiah’s, it was just a bunch of mumbo jumbo. Until she mentioned a werewolf. </p><p></p><p>Josiah’s ears perked up at this. Did this woman know something about him? Or was it just a coincidence? </p><p></p><p>Before he could ask questions, he was pushed out into the mists. For a moment, he floundered, drawing his gun. </p><p></p><p>“Tilly?” He called out.</p><p></p><p>“I’m here,” she said, coming towards his voice. “Where are we? Where did the carnival go?”</p><p></p><p>He looked around, making out a few other figures, but no carnival. He kept his pistol drawn in his right hand, but pointed down. His left hand took his daughter’s, to make sure he knew where she was.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know, darlin,” he said, “But stay close.”</p><p></p><p></p><p>Sent from my iPad using EN World</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="tglassy, post: 7266771, member: 6855204"] Josiah didn’t like being at the carnival. Too many people, most of whom were just trying to make a buck, usually dishonestly. But Tilly wanted to come. They got into town the night before, headed on to El Div, still another few week’s journey away. Her aunt, Josiah’s sister in law, was there. After what happened to Tilly’s mother...well, Josiah wanted to get the girl to her aunt’s as soon as she could. Young girls should have a woman in their life. Not a broken and scarred father with no clue how to raise a child, much less on his own. They’d found out about the carnival, and Tilly had wanted to stay and come. He’d told her no, at first. Then her shoulders sank, and she went back to her bed in their room in the inn. She didn’t argue. She didn’t cry. She’d done enough cryin’ the last few weeks. She just accepted it. It was then that Josiah realized that he her eyes had brightened at the thought of the carnival. He hadn’t seen her eyes brighten like that since her momma died. Hell, she was only 11. Kids needed some kind of fun in their lives, or they grow up too quick. “Alright,” he had said at last, and Tilly’s head popped up. “We can stay for the carnival. Now, even though he hated being there, he knew he’d made the right choice. Tilly smiled, laughed. She played games. Josiah had a few coppers to blow, so she could play some of the games. She needed that. He needed to see her like that. Almost felt like life could get back to normal. Now that his curse was gone... He saw her, in the crowd. Only for a moment. Jessie. His late wife. She had been looking at him, a smile on her lips. Then she was gone. He closed his eyes, knowing it wasn’t really her. Knowing it was the after effects of having the curse lifted, a miracle, but not a miracle one returns from unscathed. When he opened his eyes, she was gone. But so was Tilly. He scanned the crowd, his heart giving a little leap. He put his hand on his gun, then he saw her poke her head out of a tent. “Come on, Daddy!” She said. “Let’s come get our fortunes told!” She ducked back in before he could tell her to get out of there. That girl was so much like her momma. He ducked his head entering the tent, seeing the woman. She beckoned them over. He watched as his little girl stood transfixed, listening to every word. To Josiah’s, it was just a bunch of mumbo jumbo. Until she mentioned a werewolf. Josiah’s ears perked up at this. Did this woman know something about him? Or was it just a coincidence? Before he could ask questions, he was pushed out into the mists. For a moment, he floundered, drawing his gun. “Tilly?” He called out. “I’m here,” she said, coming towards his voice. “Where are we? Where did the carnival go?” He looked around, making out a few other figures, but no carnival. He kept his pistol drawn in his right hand, but pointed down. His left hand took his daughter’s, to make sure he knew where she was. “I don’t know, darlin,” he said, “But stay close.” Sent from my iPad using EN World [/QUOTE]
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