The Silver Fae, A Fairytale Session

The Silver Fae, A Fairytale Session

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Once upon a time, there was a girl who wished to fly. Sylvie Lynn was the average girl infamously dubbed 'Slowpoke Sylvie', unable to ascend to Mid Fae even as she entered the ranks of middle grade schoolers. A surprise encounter led her to attend the most prestigious academy in the region, Royal Saphwood Academy; filled with bright individuals that has ascended from Mid Fae to beyond. While trying to adapt as a latebloomer there, she slowly grows closer to the boy in pink and realizes that the friends around her are keeping a secret they don't want her to know. Follow her journey as Sylvie blooms into one of the most talented Faes anyone has ever seen in a century. Unless the light envelops her first... --- notes: ◾ artwork from author included ◾ poems, riddles based on the 'past' ◾ little tidbits of information and lore within footnotes I am inspired to tell the fairytale of Sylvie Lynn! Feel free to leave reactions and thoughts~ Feedback is welcomed.
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