“A Contract Until Dawn” by Sita Bethel “What’s your name, daemon?” The demon ignored his summoner, staring at the sigils on the floor, scanning the rust colored markings for errors or weak points. The room looked unremarkable, barrels of apples and squash stashed in the corners, round, fat pumpkins beside them, the typical fall harvest. … Continue reading Halloween Microfiction: A Contract Until Dawn by Sita Bethel