The Smokey Mountains
Apr. 2nd, 2014 10:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anarchist_queen"Dude th' fuck yoo doin'?"
Emmett scowled at the corner of the foundation where his cousin appeared to be relieving his bladder.
"Whut's it look like?"
Emmett didn't object to peeing on ruined foundations in general, but considering the reputation of this place...well at least he hadn't accepted the dare to pee on the new, and very odd looking tree that was growing nearby.
Carl, Emmett's cousin finished his business, and then spat a stream of tobacco juice onto the dirt floor just for good measure.
"C'mon, yoo don't actually b'leeve this place is haunted do ya?"
"It is tonight." a female voice said from just behind him.
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Lucy was starting to regret talking her cousins into camping at these ruins. To be honest she'd have preferred to come herself, but they had insisted on her not going anywhere alone. Hikers disappeared all the time out here. And while she appreciated their protectiveness, she could have done without the crass disrespect they seemed to have for, well, everything.
She'd needed to take a break from them, and so she'd gone to closer investigate the Ghost Tree, as people were calling it. Sure enough, the blossoms that were just coming into bloom gave off a faint, white luminosity. Okay, she had to show her cousin Emmett this at least. He was the more likely to appreciate it. If not the beauty, then the spookiness of it.
But when she returned to the campsite, her cousins were nowhere to be seen.
"Okay," she sighed. "I suppose this was inevitable, but you might as well come out guys. I don't scare that easily."
"Good for you."
Lucy gave a squeak of fright at the unexpected female voice. A woman with dark hair, wearing a black dress that seemed made out of shadows, stepped into the firelight. She smiled coldly. "I'm sorry dear. Your..." She sniffed the air. "Cousins made a mess in my childrens' house. And I simply cannot abide rude guests."
Emmett scowled at the corner of the foundation where his cousin appeared to be relieving his bladder.
"Whut's it look like?"
Emmett didn't object to peeing on ruined foundations in general, but considering the reputation of this place...well at least he hadn't accepted the dare to pee on the new, and very odd looking tree that was growing nearby.
Carl, Emmett's cousin finished his business, and then spat a stream of tobacco juice onto the dirt floor just for good measure.
"C'mon, yoo don't actually b'leeve this place is haunted do ya?"
"It is tonight." a female voice said from just behind him.
****
Lucy was starting to regret talking her cousins into camping at these ruins. To be honest she'd have preferred to come herself, but they had insisted on her not going anywhere alone. Hikers disappeared all the time out here. And while she appreciated their protectiveness, she could have done without the crass disrespect they seemed to have for, well, everything.
She'd needed to take a break from them, and so she'd gone to closer investigate the Ghost Tree, as people were calling it. Sure enough, the blossoms that were just coming into bloom gave off a faint, white luminosity. Okay, she had to show her cousin Emmett this at least. He was the more likely to appreciate it. If not the beauty, then the spookiness of it.
But when she returned to the campsite, her cousins were nowhere to be seen.
"Okay," she sighed. "I suppose this was inevitable, but you might as well come out guys. I don't scare that easily."
"Good for you."
Lucy gave a squeak of fright at the unexpected female voice. A woman with dark hair, wearing a black dress that seemed made out of shadows, stepped into the firelight. She smiled coldly. "I'm sorry dear. Your..." She sniffed the air. "Cousins made a mess in my childrens' house. And I simply cannot abide rude guests."
