The True Fairy Tale of the Niffum and the Legab
First of all, it happened in another universe, and on… Read More »The True Fairy Tale of the Niffum and the Legab
First of all, it happened in another universe, and on… Read More »The True Fairy Tale of the Niffum and the Legab
For Cllotillda, on the verge of marriage, had lost her beloved. Not exactly lost—in fact he had died. And to be strictly accurate, it was Cllotillda who had killed him. With an arrow.
Astro, in the light of day, was jeans-clad and sneakered. She wore a white button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up past her tanned forearms. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a tail, and gleamed with shiny health. “Anyway, I just wanted to apologise.” She held up the bouquet of roses.