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Featuring Elle Mentioning NPC mother and NPC father Summer, Year 754 of the New Age Bottleneck Creek, Windborne "Dearest Elle, it will do no good to be sad for the loss of your friend," her father had spoken in a soft, warm voice, unusually peaceful for his deep tenor. He gently nosed the tiny, fragile body of a Fairy Wren, its feathers ruffled by death and its thin legs curled close to its body. It did not stir at the touch of his cold, damp nose, nor did it chirp and trill in protest at being disturbed. "You see, we are of the earth, my sweet child, and one day we must all return to it. Our souls, though, will live on while our bodies are

Featuring Antonella and Cain Autumn, Year 760 of the New Age Widow's Hollow, Blackwood The dreams came to her in the black of night, while the crickets sang unaware in the brittle meadow grass and the night owls watched with their wide, glittering eyes from the highest reaches of the pine trees. As she lay curled upon herself in her den of needles and sticks, tail wrapped delicately around her slender face, visions of monsters and creeping terrors seeped into Antonella's brain slowly, like the tide rolling in from the vast ocean to overpower the rocky seashore. The stony shoals could see the frigid waters creeping up, knew that soon their st