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Issue: 784 | 2nd day of Relaxing, Y19 |
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Headlines "Reunion" by cephalioupod The weathered double doors swung open with a loud creak and a gust of wind rushed between them. It landed in the middle of the floor with a splatter of dark mud, twigs and dead leaves. All movement ceased and a hush fell over the great hall. Even the fluttering of wings had been snuffed out like a candle flame.
The light faerie closest to the puddle dropped her tools and cast a magic shield around the intruding mud. Beneath the shimmering bubble, bright lines came into view, as if they had been traced in the mud all along. They formed a single faerie rune.
"A distress call," the light faerie told the rest of the assembly.
"It could only have been sent by one of our own!" said an air faerie who had come closer.
"I'm not so sure."
Chatter erupted in the hall once again, but died down almost immediately when an athletic earth faerie entered and slumped against the doors.
"Breach," she said breathlessly. "North-west perimeter."
This time, the faeries in the hall looked at each other uneasily, too hesitant to react. The piles of broken things waiting to be reenchanted, the remaining rubble and debris, and the innumerable cracks in the walls were too much to ignore. Only one week had passed since their entire land had fallen from the sky.
A tall faerie all in purple rose to her feet at the back of the room; all heads immediately turned towards her. Queen Fyora's clear voice rang through the hall.
"I will investigate the breach and the source of this message," she said as if it was the simplest thing in the world. "All of you will remain here and continue our repairs." Most of the faeries in the room turned back to their tools and scrolls, relieved; but the sentry walked up to the queen. "Majesty, we won't have enough sentinels left around the border if we send a party to escort you..."
"The sentinels are to remain at their posts and continue their rounds. But I will not wander into the woods alone, of course," Fyora added with a reassuring smile.
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