...Once ur a get it done kinda chick u just end up, well, getting it done. Whether it's bugs from the woodpile or the carcasses of the knights who just never figured it out. U just gotta step up. Maybe even cut a trail so the clueless knights can keep from getting skewered. (Ha! Wouldn't that put a twist in the Ogre's drawers!) Huh. K. SB - havin taken care of bug business - is going 2 bed. Nite all! xoxo
- SB
In a small corner of Sanctuary are worlds and times that exist, out of sync or in, all being tiny glimpses of a greater tapestry. One such place, the land of the Fae, has a castle, of sorts, that is totally surrounded by a brambled wood. So we begin, in the Worlds of Sanctuary, with the Faelan Stories. And what better, when being introduced to the weird and wonderful, than starting with something slightly familiar. Here we have the sometimes Sleeping Beauty. Ps: It's a story so oldest posts 1st.
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