
“Accursed faeries.”
Paalen slipped his blade free from the corpse of the fae creature. A female, with translucent wings, and huge, insect-like eyes. Her skin glowed the color of moonlight, and her blood flowed cerulean. Paalen licked it from his sword, then spat it out. Its taste was horrendous.
“I don’t think any are…
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