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"Skyfall" by phoenix_through_fire
"Oh my Fyora," she whispered, struggling to take her eyes off the sky. For there, casting Brightvale into shadow, the bottom of Faerieland could be seen. It was a sky full of purple, angry clouds. The colour of Dark Faeries, the colour of bruises. Leia felt the suffocating grip...

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