“Why am I not surprised?” I muttered when I opened my eyes and found myself confronted with a murky abyss. “Can’t you just die quietly or something?”
Why would you wish for such a thing?
“For obvious reasons, I think.” I crossed my arms. “What do you want? I already told you that I’m not taking back the curse.”
I watched as a swirling mass of black concentrated in front of me, stretching out like dough and forming the rough shape of a human being. Then it began to fill out, features appearing on its face. Then the black peeled back like a layer of skin, revealing the form of Arthur’s father; his harsh eyes were focused on me.
“That’s gross,” I said in response to his transformation. In actuality, it was pretty cool, but I didn’t want to give him even an inch.
“You’ve never been honest
