The Other Place: #18 And Not Just Your Soul

The Other Place

(a semi-musical Steampunk Goth hybrid story)

Blog Eighteen: And Not Just Your Soul

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Lady Oolong shivers. She slips off her goggles and leaves them to hang around her neck. The goggles keep out the sight of those that have moved on. In the dim light she squeezes drops into each eye to blur out the vision of the living. And it’s unlikely their father is still alive. Not a belief she would say to her younger sister, Lady Steamsail.

Familiar figures wander the hall she now hurries down. Some are inside deep alcoves that line the stone walls. She sees the glowing faces of relatives, friends, and acquaintances staring at her between rusty bars.

In a quiet voice, she sings:

Quite the place to be

When the owner of the castle,

Is your aunt

And she wants you,

Exactly where you are

But behind the bars