"Slippery Soup" by black_skull725 He handed me a lavender colored envelope. That could mean only one thing. The message was directly from Fyora, the Queen of the Faeries and the Western Skies. I sighed and looked at the neomail. "More work for me," I whispered to myself...
Broken Fairytales and False Hope Everyone thinks Battledomers are all tough with no feelings or love. But I was normal once. Living a normal life. Once.