Deanna Cassidy
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(she/her) This establishment is open to wanderers, witches, harpies, heroes, merfolk, muses, barbarians, bards, gargoyles, gods, aces, and adventurers. TERFs go home.
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A hamper of dirty laundry, a purse, and an unopened toothbrush: Claire knew the rideshare driver must have questions. Thankfully, the woman had stopped trying to make conversation after the first five minutes of polite, unengaged replies. Claire regretted not being nicer, but it was all she could do to clench her jaw and keep her sobs as quiet as possible.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
Vengeance in Mycenae
The time has come to avenge my daughter's death. The trireme with Agamemnon's flags lingered outside to the harbor until the tide could help them in. Now, the entire polis of Mycenae seems to hold its collective breath. From my position on the palace's upper veranda, I can see the people below pausing, just a moment, to consider the incoming ship. They invariably look up towards the palace, then continue on their ways. I can't see their facial expressions. Perhaps some are planning to align themselves with their estranged king.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
Inhuman Roomies
- Day One - Bill’s hand instantly found his phone and turned off the alarm. He hoped briefly that he could fall back asleep, but the sun was up and he could hear his new roommate moving around already. Bill opened his eyes and turned over in bed.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
No Iron in the Mushroom Circle
Large white mushrooms grew in a perfect circle at the edge of Sylvia's lawn. She cut the power to the lawnmower, wiped sweat off her brow with the back of her hand, and stepped closer. Sure, she'd seen mushrooms like this in the area before. And there must be a rational explanation for them growing in a circle. Her imagination drew her irresistibly closer anyway.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
The Mermaid's Menagerie
Commander Simpson slid across the wet boards as the hurricane shoved the HMS Stoat leeward. Hands suddenly gripped his left arm, and he turned to help Mr Noble steady himself. The young seaman's face looked as pale as if he'd seen a ghost, or become one. Simpson clapped Noble on the shoulder and shouted over the howling winds: "It will be alright! Help secure the foresail!"
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
The Diary of Bellatrix Black - June 1968
***1 June 1968, Hogwarts*** There is a perfect wizard, and his name is Lord Voldemort. Last night was the slug’s last dinner party of the school year. I wore a pink dress that Mother bought for me last time she was in Paris. I let it stay pink this time.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
The Diary of Bellatrix Black - May 1968
***1 May 1968, Hogsmeade*** There is a perfect wizard, and his name is Lord Voldemort. What an awful day. I woke to the sound of the door opening suddenly and angry footsteps approaching my bed. The phrase, “Magical law enforcement!” sprang to mind. I reached for my wand on the bedside table, but a woman’s hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled, jerking me out of bed unarmed. She slapped me.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
The Diary of Bellatrix Black - April 1968
***2 April 1968, Hogwarts*** Sunny. During one of our breaks today, Sylvia and I were telling Charisma Bones and Doreen Vance about our spa days when Danielle Bagman and her Gryffindor gang came over. Danielle stretched her mouth into her least sincere “friendly” smile.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Geeks
The Diary of Bellatrix Black - February 1968
***1 February 1968, Hogwarts*** Cold and windy. It couldn’t have been Helena. Dumbledore interrogated her yesterday morning. She and her collection of romance novels disappeared from the library before lunchtime. When Leonard walked me back from my detention to the Slytherin common room, he said that at dinner, Professor Dippet introduced a thin, severe-looking young witch as the new librarian, Madam Irma Pince.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
