Penthesilea, a daughter born between two worlds, hidden in plain sight, just on the other side of your mirrors. she sold what didn't belong to her, each world fascinated by the artifacts from the other, paying fortunes for the objects stolen from right under your mother's noses.
Penthesilea was a busy girl, traveling between limbo and London town. She Immigrated watches, bicycles, and colored pencils from your world to theirs, and in return, brought back red clay that never dries out, along with cole stained kittens with glittering white fur and piercing purple eyes. Pen never took notice of the faerie boys that bore holes into her swarthy back, or to the human ones that were no different. Finally she stumbled upon a strange english boy. He fascinated her to no end. He had floppy brown hair, pink, pinchable cheeks, and a pristine smile that he flashed so easily, it absolutely drove her mad. His name was Harry, such a dull name for such a lovely boy. Pen had little to no idea this man would be the one to help her on her journey to find the treasure so many sought after. They find themselves on a dangerous journey to fight for what rightfully belonged to the king of Limbo, or so they thought. She was beginning to think that, maybe, humans weren't all bad.
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Fanficdu·plic·i·ty d(y)o͞oˈplisədē/ noun 1. deceitfulness; double-dealing. 2. archaic doubleness. Duplicity™ All Rights Reserved to @bbyharryy©