Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Defiance

March 1st 2013 in Microfiction

“And what will you take from me, My Queen?” Hornbrow sneered. “My allegiance?” He spit a plop of green slime on the ground in defiance. “Why bother winning away what has no value to the loser?” Titania said softly. “No. Oh, no, bane of my rule. I shall take your hope, your light, your … forever.” The Fetid Mudpuddlin stepped back, uneasy, screaming when the Soul Fairy came through the portal near the throne. Although there were few things they truly feared, the Unseelie Court turned their eyes away from what happened next.


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