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Once Upon a Time - SebastianOnce upon a time there was a Changeling named Sebastian Butler. He had been called Jack once, but he hadn't been Jack for a very long time. Sebastian had been a doctor in the Real World, and, as Jack, he had done a lot of things that doctors should not have done. A Changeling loyal to the True Fae had seen him, and had thought how wonderful an addition to her Keeper's collection he would be, and so she took him to Arcadia.Once Upon a Time - Sebastian
Sebastian had to do a lot of things for his Keeper, such as heal all the damaged and injured Changelings that fought in the never ending wars between the True Fae. Wars were fun to them, and it never mattered if some
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Changeling - Tristan and AidenOnce upon a time there was a Changeling named Tristan . Tristan had been in Arcadia for a very long time, by both Real World and Arcadian time. Despite this, he still had the appearance of a child; no more than eleven years old. His mind, however, had continued to develop, so while he looked like a child, he had the reasoning, logic and intelligence of an adult.Changeling - Tristan and Aiden
This was opposite of his Keeper. She was immortal, as all the True Fae were, but she behaved like a child. A spoilt child at that. To her, Tristan was a pet. She had made him small and a little bit furry, with the aspects of a squirrel, like those that run and play in the trees
by ~LadyVenys
Cider and MeadNow I can drink hard, but not like the Midgard Who knock back the cider and mead.Cider and Mead
I've drunken the beer for many a year, But never had cider or mead.
I've drunken the ale 'til I have gone pale, But never had cider or mead.
I've drunken the wine, and wine is just fine, But not like the cider or mead.
I've drunken the whiskey, and that made me frisky, But never had cider or mead
I've drunken the stout till my teeth all fell out, But never had cider or mead.
I've drunk gin with tonic, and not got much from it, Not like the cide
by ~LadyVenys
100 words 'Casual Storm'The storm clouds rolled across the clear sky, bringing on a premature dusk. Like an old man in a mourning suit they shuffled uneasily, while sweat drenched my face in the sudden humidity. A lightning flash streaked across the horizon, and hung a few moments longer than it should have; the thunder rumbled lazily before fading, indistinguishable from traffic noise.100 words 'Casual Storm'
The rain, when it finally arrived, was true to its lethargic fanfare, and stayed long enough to moisten the grass before weakening. In moments the sky cleared and the storm departed as casually as it had arrived.
by ~LadyVenys
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