Unwitting Stories

~~What is happening? Why am I so cold? Am I dead? Wait... A voice? "I see you're still holding on. But just barely. Would you like to make a deal?"~~ Kurai Say...

An unwitting tailor gets thrown into the Fae to craft three robes with nothing but a prepacked bag and the promise of an assistant on arrival.

When she was done, she handed our different assignments to us. It was a list of names, people who were yet to be part of us. My colleagues signed their allegiance with...