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Eight Cicadas: An Immortal Dynasty (Special Update, 4/1)
InfraGreen
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You can't kill us, even if we are as annoying as the cicadas in the trees. And what a shame that is.
Warning: This story contains mature themes, writing, and images. Intended for readers 18+.
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"I never called myself a role model, and would be horrified if someone saw me that way. I drank alcohol, specifically a mixed drink, for the first time at age sixteen."
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I now wonder if I was being too harsh on a simple book.
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“What, you think I’m some sort of cultist?” Annette asked, quirking up a brow. “‘Cause of my skin? I didn’t choose to be born looking like this. I’m new, I need friends, and I might have a job for you.”
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“Amy, young and kind and up to her neck in gullible glee, let Annette stay for free. Amy slept or spaced out and got distracted, and Annette found herself stealing. It turned out to be small things: forks, trinkets, unopened tubes of acrylic paint. Stuff she tucked inside her shirt without Amy noticing.
That was her schtick, but it wasn’t what made Annette evil. She, on a technicality, paid Amy back.”
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“Annette followed the glow of the porch lights to the back. It was a pitiful-looking backyard. They had a pool, but they lacked a diving board or even good pool lights. It looked tepid and sad. But as hot as Twinbrook’s late summer night stayed, Annette was there to steal, not swim. Or perhaps, to meet Bill Racket and form an alibi.“
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"At once, everything about him made her heart melt into a warm puddle. Everything, from the story of how he embezzled 100 grand from the town treasury to fund his re-election, to how thick his fingers were."
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“Bill, I’d rather fail than put you through hell. If I start to do that, I can surrender to the Dark Queen of Andromeda, or some mischievous fairy, or Baphomet, or whoever.” She almost cried saying the next thing. “You do matter to me. More than my fate if I fail.”
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"...Amy, I wish I knew where I went wrong. I’ve seen bad people, and he’s not that. He’s not bad enough to spoil this on his own.”
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“Grey eyes? I love those. My husband has ones just like that.”
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"It was one of the bedrooms on the second floor..."
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They would have done it on a clear day, but his body was starting to rot.
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Annette thought about her wedding. How generic and dreadful it was. How awful she looked, four and a half months pregnant at the time. How she spent her wedding night watching Dirty Dancing instead of getting intimate with her new husband. If she could redo it, that would be nice, for the sake of having something to look back on fondly in the horrors of immortality.
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Her skin is pink like foxglove flowers, instead of pink like pale human flesh. And considering Mel’s vague warning about “enemies,” she might be as toxic to me as a foxglove too. That’s what they tend to be.
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Silver leaned over the bar with an almost seductive grin. “I gotta get to know you somehow,” she said. “Why can’t we have a drinking contest?”
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Shark pouted, like he was good at doing...
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“Tell ‘em that me coming back wouldn’t happen 30 years ago, and it sure as heck won’t happen today! They oughta be thankful that I kept myself out of their dirty work and rich neighborhood. Stay out of mine.”
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He still dressed nicely when playing with the twins at the schoolyard. Once autumn settled in, they became close enough friends to do that on a frequent basis. It was playtime limited to the playground equipment, until Benji brought in some magazines one afternoon.
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She mulled over those dark bits in the only light the empty club provided. A sign of offered drinks and snacks illuminated one of the bars.
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Hannah seemed so happy, for once, though Franco questioned the plaster over her nose.
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She listened against the walls for whatever was going on...
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Annette intervened with the m-word being uttered. She used every ounce of strength in her tiny body to hold Sinbad back from attacking her nephew. “That’s enough,” she said to him.
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So they needed to find a place for the night, where no one would find them. Where neither of their families would even dare to go.
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So Eight Cicadas is live again. The blog itself is a bit of a mess, but the chapters are back, in their revised glory!
Refer to the chapter list here.
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"...Just tell me that I made a moral screw-up,” said Annette, in a stern voice.
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But alas, she had a few stories about those she alienated.
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