1 Favissa -a cache of sacred objects that are no longer in use
2 Arkwright – A skilled craftsman who produces wooden chests or coffers (Arks)
3 Crimson
4. Corset
5 Delve
6 Cacophony – discordant and mixture of harsh sounds
7 Imp – a little devil or demon, an evil spirit, or mischievous child
8. Pyre
9. Reflection
10 Subterfuge
11 Clandestine
12 Flutter
Extra twisted bonus phrase “Someone is walking over my grave” – a sudden response to a sudden shudder or shivering
“Someone is walking over my grave!” she snaps to attention as if hit by an unseen object. “Oh, whom could it be?”
Her mind flutters. Upon her scattered table, she fetches a black looking glass.
“I see your reflection! By what subterfuge does your heart plot for me?” Her green eyes glow as they delve into clandestine shadows.
Her left hand reaches through the glass clutching a crimson thread.
“Ha! Upon my pyre will I roast this piece of you. Tighter than a corset… it will wrap inside you. Cacophony of imps will craft your tune!” She smiles like it hurts her soul.
“Father, your gifted arkwright hands have found another wretched soul to add to the favissa. I will pass a box of their ashes upon the faciene sacrabs and broken crosses of long ago.” She pauses in mid sentence.
“Esmeralda, you dumb bitch you left the window open. There’s no-one is over your grave!” she stomps her feet on the ground and gets up to close the source of the chill down her back.
“I wonder whom I cursed then?” she shrugs “Probably deserves it anyway.”