See. I REALLY wants to know wot Aelf n Fae r doin' in the Tanglewood? - Arrow
Move that tip from back of my ear and I'll tell you. - Asher
Ummmmmmm... Ah. No. N tho I know u be hard fer dead kinda bodies, the poison on me tip covers lots a bases. Seen? - Arrow
Arrow. Stop messing with him. - Berin
I'm not.
Not oft we see u in the Tanglewood. A bits 2 close 2 me Borders. Aye? - Arrow
Arrow... - B
Shhhh.... Nuff. I's bin sayin' that 2 'er all day, jist that way. Think she's had it with hearin' 'er name, eh? A mite vexed. I'd say. - Rogue
Rogue, why would you do that? This is not going to go good if you've been an ass all day. - B
Me? She's the prickly one! Eh! Don't move, me friend. Not till she says. - R
Huh. You must have really ticked her off. So, friend or no, the knife stays at my back? Fine. Tor sent us. You know I wouldn't be here otherwise. And certainly not the Aelf. - B
Y'd she do that? - A
You were out running around when you should have been protecting your Borders. - Asher
Shhhhhh.... - B
Stupid! - R
Ahhhhhh!!! - Asher
Still!! Stay still!! Terradantin! - B
Watered down, weak blooded, piss patched, fractioned Bitch!!!! - Asher
Grrrrrr....
Hey! Sheite! Berin!- R
Rogue. Could u not 'ave just held ur ground? U had ur man, I had mine? I had it, eh? He was just name callin. Berin's fast. U know that! Half a sec. U blink n that's all it took to grab the Aelf out a me hand n b gone. They probably jumped right back to Tor n now we got nothin'. No peeps, n no info! - Arrow
Well, u were doin' real good @ gettin' that, eh? Right! Fine! Save it, k? My bad. Let's just.... Hey! - R
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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This Blog is a story being delivered in post format. The posts are not stand alone. To follow you need to use the archive and start with oldest posts first, reading from the BOTTOM TO THE TOP of the page. Hope you enjoy this crazy world. - Deb
"Fairy narratives always gather in whatever place is not home." - Diane Purkiss - Troublesome Things.
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