The Red Line train stalled, somewhere in the darkness between Union Station and Judiciary Square. Modern convenience kept the passengers lulled and compliant, anticipatory of a speedy resolution to whatever had happened. When a group of small children started whispering about Dementors boarding the train, the only reaction was patronizing laughter from some of the adults. Until the lights went out.
Behold Your QueenMorgan Maria D'Isidoro has lived in Baltimore, MD for most of her life, saving a handful of failed escape attempts. Given the murder rates, she'll probably die here too. Morgan is a writer of speculative fiction and poetry, a musician of dubious quality, cat aficionado, art history fangirl, kitchen sorceress, pyromaniac, accomplished liar, and an all around person of questionable employability.
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