Hai.

Oof heres a story idea thats been brewing for a while. (Though the storyline has changed so many times...)

Should keep you from getting bored. For a little while at least.

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"I... I have..." Muu stuttered a bit and bit his lip.

"Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia," said Tsk.

"Which is..?"

"The fear of long words."

That explains the stutter.

"We think you can help us." Ka's voice surprised me. She was weak sounding, not at all like the voice of the girl who had dragged me off the streets earlier today.

"Help you?"

"Yeah! You could be-"

Her voice became muffled as Tsk wrapped her hand around Ka's mouth.

"Be what?"

"Nothing," Tsk said quickly, looking away.

"The healer. You have it!" Muu exclaimed while pointing to the pendant on my scarf.

I looked at the pendant and lifted it up so it glittered in the light. "What is 'it'? What's a healer?"

Tsk glared at her brother and Ka pried Tsk's hand off her mouth to say, "It! The Obeah Stone!"

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So... Will I ever finish this story?

...

Probably not.

Oh well have a nice day anyway. Bai!