Closed I will protect them

Cloudy Moon

Hidden in storm is a gem unseen
Day 24093
This is MY house
I won’t allow anyone to harm it
There should have been no more intruders after I almost killed the last one
I don't want these people here they WILL leave-

Day 24095
They are siblings, They are loud.
Always singing and talking and stomping. As if they must be louder than anything else

Day 24106
There are bolts on the door now. Bolts and hideous, gaudy new locks
How DARE they-

Night 24129

I was going to fill the night with terrors. But the boy woke up screaming before I began. The sister...She seems to be older by a few years… She came running from the other room. They sleep right across the hall from each other, with the doors always cracked
...They are young are they not, to be living on their own...Was I ever that young?

Day 24129
She has fixed the squeak in the door at the top of the stairs
It never squealed when I still Lived

Day 24121
The noise of the doorbell scares them. But they get so many deliveries
It is a good bell. It has worked all these years
I can see one of the men coming now with his packages trudging up to the door
,, perhaps if I knock before he is here, they will come and look before he can sound the bell

Day 24137
She is afraid of the dark. I could see it in her eyes when she got out of bed.
...I lit the lamps for her

Day 24142
They moved the couch to the sunspot a little right to the window
That is where I used to have my armchair
It is the only sensible place for it

Day 24163

Sometimes the noises of the world are too much for her. She winces and tries not to sway her head
This is my house.
..I can keep it calm and quiet for a while

Day 24178
She just got a phone call and now they are both laughing.
Laughter is a good sound, isn't it?
They said this house has been good luck…

Night 24205
They are singing in our kitchen.
he found my cookbook in the gap at the back of the kitchen cabinet and now they are trying to cook. They wanted to start with the souffle. They don’t even know how to make Bechamel! I turned the page to the casserole instead.

Day 24236
This is my house.
These are MY borders.
I won't allow anyone to harm them.



Muse A is the demon who has haunted this house for roughly 66 years. They have chased people out for years and are content to do this Forever until a pair of siblings move it. They are young...To young. They were human once, a few years older than Muse B the sister. They grow to care for them and soon enough reveal themselves to the two. What will happen from here on out?​
 
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