Since I was a child my favorite story been the spirit of a faerie beneath the oldest, biggest, oak tree in our forest. She supposedly had hair the color of emeralds and eyes as bottomless as the deepest ocean. So kind, so lovely, that the most evil of humans could not bear the sight of her. In the end, refusing to succumb to his whim she took her own life but saved her soul that would connect her to the forest forever.
Now, my heart thudding in my human chest, I mutter a very poor greeting, “We need your help.”
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Rabidbluefaerie
I'm a 27 year old goth lady who is obsessed with dark fantasy. I've been writing since I was in grade school. I'm a massive fan of all things mythological, fantastical, and magical. I'll be doing prompts from at-home books and challenges.
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