Rogue? - SB
Right as rain. Little round hole in, little round hole out. Arm'll b sore. Gave it an extra twist breaking the shaft, tho. -Arrow
Whhhhyyy?? -SB
Stupid man. For SCARING US! - A
Lol... Ur hard Arrow. Ah, don't cry! -SB
Am not! Just don't need both a u at me! ....Sooooo?? - A
Hey! Don't give me that look! Wot u want? Form a Royal Commission? Put it on the back burner? Wonder how come? Sheesh! There were Walker's out there. I took the shot! - SB
Form a Royal Commission? THAT's the Old Man's line! - A
Ogre's daughter here. Heeellloo. - 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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