The Royal Meridell Garden Party: Part One At that moment, a thick fog closed around us. Geena gasped and grabbed my paw, I shivered, Mel screamed, and the Eyrie calmly announced, "Heading through the mists of time right now; we'll be in Meridell soon!"
Literary Tales from the Mind of a Bird Then, in an unexpected twist, no unexpected twist occurred. Instead, anonymous001 went about his regular business...