Spoiler: Spoiler  Hi this is my first fiction so any helpful feedback or constructive criticism would most welcome. thank you for reading and hope you enjoy it!     "We are denizens of the Other !" we are the nightmares that go bump in the night, we are  the twisting shadowy horrible things that the mortals pray they are never unfortunate enough to meet ! "we are beings of unfathomable knowledge and darkness, and we most certainly do not play with our food!"  Nan listened sullenly to her mother's  "people are food not friends" lecture for the thousandth time.  Despite her best efforts Nans mother was dead set on making her  a good little entity of unfathomable eldritch horror. Nan's fascination with the mortal world often unleashed Mothers ire on more than on occasion. This is a story of the trouble that follows a monster of the darkest kind and her adorable little girl who won't stop playing with her food.