AKA: the Friendless, Owlers, Fortune Eaters

She was a strange child, with yellowed eyes too large for any face and billowing hair that could not be tamed. Any who were near her knew that something was not right; and, it wasn’t due to her appearance, but the feeling she gave of — one that promised doom, death. I met that orphan once, on the worst day of my life; as horrible as it sounds, I can’t help but feel my misfortune was her fault. Though she may not have been evil herself, I will never shake the thought that something within her was… and that it would be best if neither existed long.

- Anonymous

A strange thing happens when a baby girl is born on a Tuesday to a family that has maternal, Tuesday-born lineages spanning four generations; the fifth, however, is considered an Unlucky Tuesday. These babes become possessed, eternally linked to a long-forgotten being—one that is paranormal and connected to luck and the cursed imagery of owls; they share…