Ivy Ireland Swallowed -

She walked until she reached the edge of the ocean. The waves crashed against the cliffs, grey and violent.

Ivy Ireland was the town’s librarian, a woman composed of sharp angles and soft cardigans. She was known for two things: her silence and her skill at mending torn pages. She lived in a world of paper and ink, a world that felt safer than the damp, shrinking reality of Oakhaven. ivy ireland swallowed

The Void screamed inside her, a roar of starvation that threatened to tear Ivy’s mind apart. It demanded to be filled. It had been empty for eons, and it would not be denied. She walked until she reached the edge of the ocean

She looked at the little girl and smiled. It was a strained, painful smile, but it was real. She was known for two things: her silence