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The imp’s name was Opso, an appellation that ought to have rendered the creature silly but somehow served to enhance its menace.
Most myths have one foot in a reality so distressing mythic decorations are necessary to hide a greater horror, even as they keep the story alive.
She asked herself to notice it all. Allowed herself to feel.
She did not say, It’s the bridge. She didn’t have to. She could hardly believe it. And she wasn’t sure she wanted to.
