Her name was Mavis. She was in all the family pictures: us on the front steps, me with a skinned knee and her with an ice cream cone; the pool with the bright orange water wings on our arms and our skin two shades lighter for all the sunscreen; the ballet recital where I was the swan and she was in a cast.
When they arrested her, it was on a spellcraft violation. Something technical, a harassment tactic. I don't know what happened after.
She started fading from our pictures a week later. That's how we knew she was gone.
Creepy premise! That you could just fade out of a photo once you are ...gone. Is that in ALL cases, or just when there is magical mischief?ReplyDelete
I'm assuming it's a magical punishment for a magical offenseDelete
ahhhh - David you must explore this . . . please :)ReplyDelete
I might, not sure. 'Urban' fantasy isn't really my bag, man. ;-)Delete