Unwitting Stories

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...

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.

~~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...