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Finger Ring
🕑 Added 2022-01-04 15:00:07 +0000 UTCFinger Ring
Ring, common
This ring is shaped from a finger bone. The creature that donated their bone to craft this magic ring always knows the direction of the ring while it is on the same plane of existence.
I first felt that I was being watched a week ago. I was walking home after acquiring some knick-knacks from the market, when I heard something moving in step with me. The street was deserted when I turned to look around, so I must have imagined it, but the sensation lingered.
When I got home, I waited at the window for a minute or two, but nothing revealed itself. I live alone, after Alfred passed away, so I have to be careful. That night, I gift-wrapped the items I had purchased: a crimson cloak, a taxidermied raven, and a ring of bone. My nephew’s birthday was the next day, and he loves those kinds of morbid oddities. I was sure I had taken the ring, but when I came home after the party, it lay unwrapped on my bedroom dresser. My nephew had been satisfied with his gifts, so I decided to toss the ring. You’ll understand how startled I was when I woke the next morning, wearing it on my ring finger. In fact, no matter how many times I try to cast the ring away, I always wake with it on.
All the while, the sensation that someone is watching me remains. My house is old and it creaks from time to time, but the floorboards have been especially vocal since I bought the ring. Many times I’ll be cooking or otherwise busy with chores and I’ll suddenly pause, overcome by the feeling that someone is standing just behind me. Nobody ever is, of course.
It took me long enough, but I know now that the ring could only be a gift from my dearly departed Alfred. From beyond the grave, his soul is reminding me that we will always be together. I’ve hidden the ring again. Tonight I will lie awake but pretend to sleep as he returns it to me, so that I can see my beloved Alfred one last time.
