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The Glade. Dedicated to all those that I love, to everyone who has believed in me and encouraged me, even when I lost faith in myself. Thank you, ..

2. “What were you thinking?!” Roared Dalun, High Chancellor of the Queen's Court. Mirabelle sighed, thinking perhaps she should ha..

3. Mirabelle had sworn to hold her head high as she faced judgement from the Queen, but that did not mean she was not afraid. She feared ..

4. “Mirabelle!” Dalun's desperate cries could finally be heard, as silence fell over the room. Restrained by the Queen's othe..

5. “Elementals have been neither seen, nor even heard of, in over a millenia, why on earth would they show themselves now, all for ..

6. The Glade was a flurry of activity. Autumn Fåries flitted hastily between trees, bushes and flowerbeds, decorating the gre..

7. Coccoon, the large circular Fårie prison, was located in the furthest western reaches of The Glade. An eyesore at best, and an o..

8. “Mkay, so, let me just get this straight in my head.” Annabelle said, pacing unsteadily back and forth before her pod. &ld..

9. “How can we trust her?” The asked quietly of the High Chancellor, as they stood side by side and stared out of the west wi..

PART 2 10. Annabelle huffed an irritated sigh, the fingers of her left hand tapping an impatient beat against her leg. She glared brood..