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Itty bitty tiny man Itty-bitty tiny manItty bitty tiny man by ~feadraug
Once a month – according to the old man's calendar -, Grigor, innkeeper of 'Murmur', is off to Safe Harbor. The reason? He was off to buy more supplies for this peculiar inn and tavern at the north-east part of the Forest of Whispers. In the past, this meant 'Murmur' would be closed for an entire week or even longer – once again, in Grigor's calendar, which didn't change despite what some natives told him. Nowadays, however, this means that Grigor's neko waitress and second-in-command, Melanie Woodrow, is in charge for that week, until the old man is back.
In the beginning, these were the worst seven – som
Seelvee's unusual visitor Seelvee's unusual visitorSeelvee's unusual visitor by ~feadraug
The Forest of Whispers was vibrating with the usual giggles and murmurs of fairies. It was relaxing and coupled with the soft rays of sun coming through the canopy, it made Seelvee the dryad feel even better. And for her, it was nice to see some sunlight after these days of nonstop raining.
She looked downwards, right at her roots. It happened again: when it had been raining for several days, the most depressed part of the ground she was standing got flooded. This turned out to be an interesting sight: a little lake that remained calmly at Seelvee's feet – or better said, roots – for days, or even weeks,
Day of Ruina Day of RuinaDay of Ruina by ~feadraug
WARNING: The following story contains some fetish topics that... oh well, you already know this is a Felaryan story, just enjoy it! =P
Hell. Many cultures have portrayed Hell as a realm inhabited by hideous and evil creatures, a place of eternal punishment for the souls of the damned. Fire and brimstone welcome the sinners, imps and demons prepare their torture tools, and the doomed souls are nothing but mere toys in their hands. And their pain and suffering feed the infernal inhabitants of this world after life. For all eternity.
Actually, such cultures make a little mistake: no soul can last an eternity of punishment. Sooner
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HOYSHA!
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