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... “We sing and dance, in your honor and life. King, oh, king of ice, will you not take the step for heavenly sight? ♫”
… Ehhhh, the nostalgia feels bad.
Whether in the cold wasteland of Frozen Nest, or the warm woods of Saelariel, the fae were the same. They were cheery, easily excitable, and had a rather unhealthy desire to continuously maintain this elation.
In my village, the fairies were always merry, or at least they weren’t drowning themselves in sorrow or fear, like ...
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