U gots 2 live. N u gots 2 love. N u got 2 deal with all the parts of Sanctuary's Fabric. The ruff weave n the smooth. Danger n death r tied into the living n the loved. If u didn't love, wot would it matter about the Walkers? Have @ us n b done. It's the love that gives us hope n a reason 2 fight. The wicked know only fear n the hard things in all the worlds. Is y we battle. 2 know the good.
- 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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