Filed Under (Microfiction) by Tansy on 11-01-2013

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The portal pulsed with energy, its colors moving from a sea green to pitch and back again. “I must try, Annabel,” he said softly, taking her hand. “That gentleman, Lovecraft, used something similar to find me.” “The sight of it chills me to the bone,” she whispered, wiping the tears away. “I shall dream of you every night,” he said then, “and come back as soon as I can. I may be able to send a sign that I’m all right; I could send a black cat … or even a raven.” “I shall die without you,” Annabel broke into sobs. “Nonsense,” he replied, “read any of my books to pass the time and I shall be with you.” He kissed her, then stepped boldly into the opening and was gone. Tonight, the sounding sea would be no comfort, she observed grimly; this was a dreary midnight indeed – and she feared she would see him nevermore.

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