Hey Midge! Midge! Crickets talk!! - Runt
Ha! Arrow's Cricket, eh? - Midge
Eh! Ya! Said Rogue went Over Mountain 2 Hollow Lands! - R
Ah. Sheite! This near Hallow's Eve?! Oh, sooooooo not good, that! - M
Wot?! - R
Too near the thinning, Runt. Not just Grave Walkers out but Gouls n Shysters n... Hey! Eh! No tears now! Sheite! Eh! Runt. Come back! Oh. Aye. Done it now, Miz Pest. Best leave me work n go tell Arrow. - M
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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