A web serial about curses, magic, and the friends we made along the way. Updates when it updates.
The next morning, Isla wakes up for the second time to the sound of the door opening.
“Hey,” Lucian says. “I’m back. Did you sleep okay?”
Isla thinks about nightmares of witches and glowing red eyes in the dark. “It was fine,” she says. “Did you learn anything?”
Figured I should make a post on here eventually, so here’s a drawing I did a while ago of the gang walking around in Nondescript Forest #479305!
They make landfall in a small harbor town right around sunset. Lucian pulls the sails down while Isla takes some deep breaths and tries–without much success–to not feel ill from the long boat ride. Lucian pats her on the back.
“You aren’t seasick?” Isla asks.
“I don’t get much of anything, anymore,” Lucian says. She runs her hands across the boat’s side, glowing artifice marks trailing behind them, then pulls up a leather cord. “You might want to look away for a second,” she says.
“What?”
Lucian yanks the cord, and there’s a blinding flash. Isla blinks, and when her vision clears, the boat is gone. There’s nothing left but a small wooden box about the size of a fist dangling from a leather thong around Lucian’s wrist.
Isla opens her mouth, then closes it. “That was magic,” she hisses. “What if someone saw you?”
It doesn’t take long to get everything together. Between the two of them–three of them, if Solanus really counts–there’s only enough to fill two bags with room to spare. Lucian takes the larger one, despite Isla’s protests.
“I don’t get tired,” she says, with a face that makes Isla think she’s had this argument before. “I might as well carry more.”
Lucian leads the way out of the cave. It’s not long before Isla starts to smell salt and sea air.
“Come on,” Lucian says. “If we leave now, we can probably get back to the mainland and find a place to stay before sunset.”
Isla opens her mouth to answer, then steps out into the open and the words fall flat in her mouth.
She wakes slowly.
There’s cold, damp stones under her back and the sound of dripping water out in the distance. She takes a deep breath–the air is stale–and she opens her eyes. It’s dark.
Everything hurts.
She lies there, staring up into the darkness. Where is she? How did she get here? She tries to get her thoughts together, but she can’t gather an answer. She can’t seem to remember much of anything at all.
Our first post is ready to go in less than ten minutes, and we’d just like to take a moment to say thank you to everyone who’s joining along, whether that’s now at launch or after we’ve finished, whenever that may be.
Just to make sure everyone’s up to speed, we plan to post story updates (generally text updates) every Monday and Wednesday. Supplemental content like art will go up on the weekends, and may not have a consistent schedule.
If you’re excited about Curse Squad, come join us in our official Discord! The whole squad is there and we visit fairly frequently. If you want more Curse Squad content, follow our Tumblr for the less serious and/or finished stuff that we don’t put on the official website.
Once again, a huge thank you to everyone sticking with us! We couldn’t do all this without readers like you.
We are pleased to announce that Something Wicked (or Curse Squad, if you prefer) will be launching right here this Halloween! Join us on the serial adventures of three unfortunate, cursed travelers–Isla, Lucian, and Solanus–as they try to find the witch who has cursed them and get back what’s been taken from them, but of course, it’s never so simple…
In addition to our launch date, we’ll be posting some teaser content on our Tumblr (https://curse-squad.tumblr.com) and our Twitter (https://twitter.com/curse_squad), so be sure to follow us if you want to get the latest updates on the Curse Squad!
See you all at Halloween!
