Witch Running: Volume One of the Phoenixcry Saga by Strange KT

Author:Strange, KT
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heartcandies Publishing
Published: 2021-05-26T00:00:00+00:00

Ten

Darcy

I didn’t go down for dinner, or for breakfast the next day. Meals were left on a tray outside of my room. I guess, to them, it was worse than being shunned because not even my mother was coming to see me. But for once, I actually relished the freedom. My family were monsters, more than I’d realized.

There was no question; I was an idiot for having come back here and I needed to get out. I’d spent one afternoon staring at the puzzle that was my window, nailed shut. I’d used a butter knife to pry at the nails, but no matter how I worked it, trying to wear down the wood, I could never get a grip on a single nail.

I was almost beginning to suspect that the nails, brass, weren’t just nailed into the wood frame, but magicked in as well. That made me feel nauseous and I’d retreated to my bathroom for a long hot shower. They could have just sealed up the window without the nails.

The nails were a message to me, directly.

We know you’ll try, but you may as not well bother escaping.

That’s what the nails meant. An open acknowledgement of my rebellion, and how futile it was.

I’d have to go out one of the first-floor doors or see if I could escape out through one of the other second story windows. The only one I knew that had a trellis beneath it was my own, though.

The other thing that was bothering me was leaving my cellphone behind. Witches felt tech was… beneath them, although I was sure my father knew how to get a cellphone checked for information if he really needed to know what was on it. But searching for the phone would mean exposing myself to being possibly caught by my parents or the maids. My sister would have returned to her home with Kenton, so running into her wasn’t much of a risk.

I let the hours slip by, mentally going over the map of the house in my head, trying to figure out the best time. At nine, the maids had all retired except for the one who was on call to make things my mother felt necessary for the night. When we had great parties and events, the staff stayed up much later, but on a regular night, by nine they were off to their own quarters in a little house off the back yard.

I’d thought for like, a hot minute, about asking my mother if I could call Daria, but I wasn’t sure how much I could trust my old friend after she’d given me up to my family so quickly. I wasn’t even mad about it. Being back at home, I remembered how oppressive this place was and Daria’s house was no better. Really, I’m not even sure why I was mildly surprised she had talked. Anyone would, after growing up how we did.

The sun set, and the great clock down the end of the hall called the time.

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