“And Her Eyes Sewn Shut with Unicorn Hair,” by Rosamund Hodge
Zéphine hugged herself. “It doesn’t matter. My dance will fail tonight. They will dress me in white and give me the draught of waking sleep so I can neither feel nor move. Then Marie will sew my eyes shut with unicorn hair and slit my arms from wrist to elbow. When the unicorns come they will drink my blood until I die and eat my soul when it escapes between my lips. That’s why I’ve never loved my sister. I’ve always known the last thing I’ll ever see is her sewing my eyes shut.”
“Walls of Paper, Soft as Skin,” by Adam Callaway
He only had one shirt. One pair of pants. No shoes. He brushed his hand along one wall. The parchment was soft with age. He closed the door, walked down the hall, down the stairs, and into the street.
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The Spider stepped out of the gate. She was a stooped woman with dark hair. The sockets in her face were empty and scarred over. She wore gloves that were cut off at the first knuckle. At each fingertip was a tiny glittering eye.