The Candle Crown, Chapter Two

“It’s dark,” Mary said, “I don’t know if heading down there is a good idea.”

            “Scared of hobos?” Dani asked, “Monsters or something? What are the chances there’ll be any monsters down there? What are the chances that monsters exist? I mean really.”

            “I was more afraid of the hobos,” Mary said, “But that hypothetical string of questions you just threw at me has me wondering about monsters now.”

The Candle Crown, Chapter One

“So, just like that, the…”

            “What?”

            David’s head turned like a dog, pointed itself at an open alley. The alley in question was dark. The pavement at the bottom was appropriately slick with water, although from rain or mist it was unclear. It wasn’t a particularly misty or rainy day. Just one of those mysteries, Neil had long since decided.