M.J. Rose

Postcard no. 2
Postmark Paris, France 1894

“We waited until midnight to visit the nightclub called Hell. We’d heard that they enacted rituals there. Deep underground, on certain nights of the week, it was said there was carnage. On other nights miracles were preformed.

Like everything else in Paris that year, the sexual innuendos that swirled were as powerful as the perfume the courtesans at the table next to us wore. The two women were both dripping in pearls, whispering and pointing. I looked at the man they were singling out. He was too thin and too ugly but he had the most brilliant blue eyes.

They said he had almost died and that a woman had brought him back from the dead and he was still under her spell. When I asked they who had that ability they said Sandrine knows… but has never told anyone.

That name again! Sandrine! Who is she? Where can we find her?””

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Postcard no 1.
Postmark Paris, France 1894

“We had heard about the legend of La Lune and went to Paris to hunt down information about her.

We began by looking for the famous occult bookstore Librairie du Merveilleux. When we finally found the secret shop at 76 rue de Rennes there was a crowd outside being kept under control by a police man. A woman with red hair and topaz eyes told us one shelf of books had suddenly burst into flames just moments before. But only the books on that one shelf. They were books about a sixteenth century a courtesan who’d made a pact with a famous witch in Prague. If she’d teach her to bring her lover back from the dead, the courtesan would give her all the riches she craved.

No one would tell us how the witch paid for what she learned. But they said Sandrine knows… except who is Sandrine?”

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