Mirielle - Tales Retold

Mirielle - Tales Retold

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The stories you've heard growing up are false. Sugar-coated, watered down, for the free young children, who never had to be good. Not like the children of Mirielle had to be good. In Mirielle, children had to be good. They had to be good, because if they were bad, they were taken. Taken by the faeries, and eaten, and never seen again. If all the children were good, they took the least good. So children in Mirielle had to be gooder. Every twenty-five years, a family became empty. Every twenty-five years, the faeries became full. Every twenty-five years, a new story was made. So relax, and enjoy in your ignorance. Unaware of the true tales. Or read on, and discover the Tales of Mirielle.
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