Fata Morgana re-write
-A Morgana Lugus Investigation-
A series of three solid knocks sounded on my office door, pulling me from what had been an unusually peaceful sleep.
I muttered a curse before sitting up straight, trying to at least look like a professional.
“Morgana, you’ve got clients in,” a cheery voice called from the other side of the barrier.
“Send ‘em in,” I called before hurriedly dragging my hair back from the nest my desk had made it.
I’d managed to get it decently under control when the door slid open and a couple walked in.
They looked incredibly unhappy as they stiffly walked into my office, and their misery washed over me in waves to further cement the visual clue.
“Hello. Please, take a seat,” I offered with a pasted on smile I hoped wasn’t too noticeably fake.
They took the offer woodenly, looking as though they were afraid they’d get burnt just being near me.
I kept my expres
Blood and Shadows re-write
Blood and Shadows
-Morgana Lugus Investigations-
A series of three slow, timid knocks rang through my office to signal the start of my next case.
With a sigh, I slipped the book I’d been immersed in into my desk and straightened out.
An unusual tension ran through me as I sat fully in my chair, though I quickly forced it away.
“Come in,” I called.
As the door opened, a pale ghost of a woman was slowly revealed.
Her entire body was a bundle of tension and fear while she slipped inside, and her eyes were constantly on the move.
Her standing stock-still just inside my office gave me time to really inspect her.
Without the pallor, she probably had lightly tanned skin.
Her eyes, when they were still enough for me to see, were a nearly luminescent ice-blue.
Dark waves of auburn hair rode from the crown of her head to just below her shoulders, streaks of scarlet dyed in occasionally.
I got the impression as she started squirming and looking at the door that she would turn an