The Fae Lord Observes his Realm: Autumn
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lost tales
The wind sings-
she gathers stories, whispering tales of people lost long ago.she tells them to me
but I forget as soon as she is gone. -
Demon story (Unfinished)
The creature peered out from behind a boulder. Its single red eye glinted in the moonlight. There was nothing but darkness where the other eye should’ve been.
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Le corbeau et la femme
Je suis un corbeau avec un plumage noir. J’aime les bijoux. J’aime aller au parc. Je vois une femme avec un collier. Je veux le collier.
Alors, je fondre sur elle et prendre le collier. Je suis un content corbeau!
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