Hahawhatamidoing Stories

Some are good most are bad...

[Pending Summary] In the city of Gardenia, the supernatural is the natural throughout the metro to the rural outskirts. Cafe baker Mikaela Andersson gets a taste of the supernatural once she picks up a parasol that once belonged to her reverend aunt. Overtime, she realizes two things: not everything is what they seem- And her being a child of a twisting prophecy of the Twelve Realms. What could possibly go wrong?

A collection of poetry and drabbles. "And I, I won't need your yellow-rosed lies." (all of this is pretentious nonsense tbh)