Fata
Morgana
-A Morgana Lugus
Investigation-
By: Eric Thomas
A series of three solid knocks sounded on my office
door, pulling me from what had been an unusually peaceful sleep.
I muttered a curse before sitting up straight, trying to
at least look like a professional.
“Morgana, you’ve got clients in,” a cheery voice called
from the other side of the barrier.
“Send ‘em in,” I called before hurriedly dragging my
hair back from the nest my desk had made it.
I’d managed to get it decently under control when the
door slid open and a couple walked in.
They looked incredibly unhappy as they stiffly walked
into my office, and their misery washed over me in waves to further cement the
visual clue.