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Be careful who you steal from: The Book

Stealing from Witches!ATZ

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It’s unclear what brought you to the small shop at the end of the road. Maybe the boredom of the day, maybe the curiosity that peaked as you left the candy shop next door. 

The displays in the window are well done but odd. Skeletons having tea with beautiful clothes draped around them. The scene is decorated with all kinds of expensive yet strange looking things. The one in the opposite window a look into what must lay inside. Odd looking card sets, a doll, a music box open to the tiny woman screaming instead of what you would have assumed would be a ballerina. Then a sign at the bottom. One you would have missed if you hadn’t been so intrigued by the front displays. ‘Do not take from the store that which you have not bought’

A weird way to say no stealing but something about the warning was a bit more ominous than that. 

You venture in anyway. The dimly lit store was even more spacious than you though from the outside. The store extended back quite a ways with racks of older looking clothing and rows of oddities. You browsed about, finding funny gags like a money’s paw sitting like in the old tale. How funny.

Glancing at everything, you hadn’t noticed you reached the back area until there were no more shelves. What lie at the back was much different. 

Three distinct displays.  

Each one was a bit different, having one item as its main piece. They were a little different than the other areas having no price tags anywhere visible. The setup was interesting enough but only one display caught your eye. The dark, heavy looking book on the left display. The material of it looked worn and brown, signs of wear all over the front. In the middle, was an hourglass. It seemed as though it was made into the book. The black sand was out of course. It seemed no one had touched this book in ages, let alone flipped the hourglass. You reached out to do so, not even quite knowing why when you heard the voice. “TAKE IT.”

You stepped back. The voice was yours. It was loud and resounded in your head, assertively again. “TAKE. IT.”

The reason was unknown and the urge was scary coming from no where but after a moment’s hesitation you listened.

Unbeknownst to you, a call was being made by the sharp eyes watching you from above.

As you snatched the book and turned to run, you get a vision of you doing the same thing in another life. Running through the woods with the book, hugging it tightly to your chest. Stopping abruptly as a wall of branches form ahead of you, you realize at first that you’ve made it to the entrance again. But something is wrong. As you blink away the hallucination, you tug on the door only to find it’s locked.

You turn around like a cornered scared animal. The woods reappear as you blink and you see them smiling. Eight men standing to block your exits. The leader speaks.

“Well well well i knew you would come back for it. Called to it even in lives removed. Still taking what’s ours.”

You snap between then and now, seeing rough woods then the dark shop every time you blink.  

“Do you remember what else is ours?”

There's a tumblr post floating around somewhere that says "We think that if we get better at writing, it will someday stop sounding like we wrote it" or something along those lines.

Does anyone happen to have a link handy? I want to reference it in an advice post.

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