An Orchard In Elemaria
An Orchard In Elemaria
When I came back from the rather less than formal ball held in the Drifts of Anamnesis, a desert which somehow became an oasis at exactly the right time, I admit I was feeling a bit drained and a bit sad.
But who could possibly feel sad in this gown?
I know what you must be thinking, of course. ‘But who could possibly feel sad in such a beautiful gown, Your Fae Majesty’?
And you’d have a point. S…
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