The Moonlit Maiden
It was a calm evening in the village of Felicitas-In-Gloam. The sun was setting over the tranquil ocean, painting the sky with shades of pink, tangerine and gold....
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It was a calm evening in the village of Felicitas-In-Gloam. The sun was setting over the tranquil ocean, painting the sky with shades of pink, tangerine and gold....
Afternoon sun shone lazily through the window of the little cottage, illuminating motes of dust in the air like tiny sprites....
The sun steadily rose in the lightening sky, casting World’s Edge in a watery brightness....
The door creaked as the flaxen-haired elf opened it....
The morning began much like any other. Faerynne sat cross-legged on the floor of the inn, attending to her lyre....
Morningtide in World’s Edge....