"Fairytales are real, and they walk among us. "I should know, I’m one of them. Beauty, mistress of the hundred year nap, the 50 foot ponytail, and the glass slipper two-step, at your service. Chances are, you’ve seen me slinging lattes at the Tale’s End Café, a favorite safe house for us fairy folk since the invention of the camera; since we became inspiration in a can, to be bartered and traded... [click here for more]
By William Council, 205 Pages
It's 10:30 PM. A wintery wind whistles through the streets of Arcadia City. A young couple, hand in hand, meanders down the street lost in giggling conversation. They are unaware of the danger that lurks in the shadows. But that's where you come in. Perched on the roof top you see the muggers hastily mutter their plans. The glint of moonlight on metal indicates their... [click here for more]
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