What were u doing out there? Crazy man. Hold still! The dark rules exist 4 a reason, eh? - Arrow
Rrrrrrrr... OW! 1 a the we'uns went out.- Rogue
What?? Midge or the Runt? - A
Runt. Said a Walker was calling. He took his bow n went hunting... - R
Oh Sheite! Does the Old Man know? - A
Hah! What color of stupid do u really think I am?? -R
U sure u reaally want me 2 answer that? Hey! No evil eye from u. It's a fair question. - A
Arrow, ur a right bit*h @ times. I coulda lost him, eh?! Now stop ur pickin @ me. U've got me arm well secured n I gots 2 make a check round. Stop by the Runt. Never seen a wee brave scared so sh*tless. Lol... - R
Musta thought u were a Walker with all the hollarin u did! - A
Shut it, girl. Ur 2 hard on a man sometimes! Eh! No wackin me head!! - 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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