Aly looks at her grandmother in a coffin, it is so weird that she is no more, she was always so lively. Aly got her grandmother’s dice and agreed with Jed that they would do a one-shot in her grandmother’s honor. Aly was going to be a druid called Theodora, just like her grandmother told…

Theodora feels old, but she still goes to visit her daughter and her granddaughter. Teddy died a few years ago, stupid Covid illness. “Hello sweetheart” Theodora says to Kim, her daughter. She looks almost like her younger duplicate, which annoys Theodora. It was bad enough she had to see the woman she killed every day…

Anita and her party walk through the woods. She is terrified, knowing that Theodora arranged for her death. Tears stream down her face, she does not know what to do, she wants to resist the pull, but her legs force her to keep on marching. She looks at the party members. It was interesting to…

“So, which of these chambers is yours?” Anita hears in the darkness. She was sitting down, sobbing, not sure where she was when she heard her own voice asking questions. “Who are you?” Light comes in. It is like she is in a dark chamber with a window on one side, in the window she…

“Anita your eyes look weird… they’re green?” Her lover says after the other two left. They are sitting on the couch, while she nervously chuckles “Are they? That is weird… Maybe it is just a flicker of the light? Maybe you just want to see that because we had such fun talking about forest witches?”…

Meanwhile at the table, Theodora feels herself in control again, finally after hundreds of years of observing those pesky humans she has found herself in an actual body again. She is surrounded by strangers, but that does not matter. She can feel her body being attracted to the one sitting behind a screen, while disliking…

This is part of short story “Cursed Dice” that I published in between. The next Adaly chapter can be found here: https://storiesofmybrain.com/2025/10/13/chapter-32-visions/ Anita collects the dice she custom ordered at the local woodworker. She loves that she can use the ‘cursed’ oak she had gotten at the renaissance fair for dice. It comes from a…