Faery(#westburyfaerycontest)

Know that my name does not matter, what I am however, probably does. I am a faery; one of the fey, the immortal fey.

I write this now because an old friend told me that it's time to move on. I suppose it is. But to move on I must first reconcile myself with the past.

I cannot hide any longer, let the years eat away at my soul. I must face the past, in the battlefield of my mind- with only pen and parchment to aid my fight.

But I will not stall any longer; your curiosity must be killing you.

Here is how it all began...