Four Words Written on My Skin

Jess was always finding beauty in the things I tried to ignore. Maybe that’s why the Fae took her.

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    The Fae loved music. Of course they’d be drawn to Jess. Maybe one had heard her at an open mic, had seen her smile as she breathed out a sad song. She was like that, Jess, always finding beauty in the things I tried to ignore. The Fae would notice, as I had. They’d talk to her after her set. Try to make her laugh. Feel so damn good when they did.

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