“Edgar Allen Poe was a storyteller who lived thousands of sols ago.”
Wisp couldn’t believe it. A grave for an Earthian, here, in Pangu.
“How did it get here?” they asked.
Laughing, father said, “it’s only pretend. There’s probably something waiting to pop out and get you.”
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The next room had strange terrain, large round lumps of dirt and funny shaped stones.
“What is R.I.P?” Wisp asked.
“It means rest in peace. Some Earthians buried the dead in large wood boxes, deep underground.”
Astonished, Wisp asked, “what is Edgaar All-en Poe?”
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Wisp considered the drinks carefully, blue, purple, and yellow-orange, murky in the strange red light.
They decided the purple one must be juice. A quick brave drink, and they spat it right back out.
“You are in luck child, the blue would have changed your shape.”
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Wisp’s eyes grew wide as a green face with a long, bumpy nose greeted them. Cackling, “Try my brew, one is bitter, one is sour, and one is sweet. Drink the wrong one and you’ll turn into a newt.”
Wisp hesitated, then stomped a foot against the floor.
“I’ll try one.”
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Father laughed from behind them, but Wisp kept their attention ahead. There was another curtain, and a figure moving behind it. They grabbed father’s hand, their heart pounding with foreboding. With determination, they stepped forward to face the unknown spook.
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A dark hall, then a curtain. Wisp looked to their left, a red eerie light.
“I think this is the actual scary stuff!"
“Let’s find out," father said.
Through the doorway and suddenly an icy breeze, a moan whispering on it.
“It’s Simmah!” Wisp said happily, with a shiver.
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“Hello little one,” came a spooky voice from somewhere in the gloom.
A light flicked on and Wisp swung towards it. Dark brown eyes rimmed by black makeup smiled down at them.
“I’m not scared,” Wisp informed the eyes.
They heard a chuckle. “Scares are to your right.”
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Wisp walked into Pangu’s Fortress, through a circular exterior, across grass, and into the central hall.
The interior was drenched in lightless gloom. Father opened the door and Wisp stepped into smoky haze.
They spread their arms out, fingers splayed. “It’s so pretty.”
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It was sundown and Wisp was excited. The Earthian Re-enactment Society had set up their annual Haunted House. It was their first visit. They were only five sols, but father had said they were old enough. He'd warned that it might be scary.
“I’m not scared of anything!"
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