Written for 2 Week Drabble Wars at Hogwarts (prompt: "There's a lady in a dirty nightgown that I see in my dreams." - The Conjuring)
Written for Caesar's Palace Prompts (prompt: parched)
WC: 100
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There's a lady in a dirty nightgown that I see in my dreams. The bottom of her skirt is stained with mud, and it whirls around her like a furious tornado. Her arms hang a few feet from her sides, and her head is thrown back in a grimace. Yet, the grimace is powerful. I lick my lips and feel the chapped crust. My throat is parched, and I imagine my veins are shriveled as well.
She stares at me from beneath her fluttering eyelids.
I stare back.
This is how it goes every night.
She opens her mouth. "Sister."