The clatter of horseshoes one after another filled the void of the night, the moon faithfully following their journey even without light. Miranda, up there was still flapping with Edmund in her arms. The lush trees began to dwindle, replaced by a stretch of cliffs. Some are very tall, but some are just piles of flat stones. The three horses climbed the small hills that also dominated the land in the area.Their journey just ended when Miranda decided to stop at one of the high cliffs and immediately shrunk her bat wings. The woman gasped for air, her body turned completely red and covered in wattles. The sorceress tried to hide her surprise when she turned around to find her enemies still following her. He tucked his hair behind his ear, cleared his throat with his trademark smile.“You guys are just in time to witness our wedding! After my full strength is restored, it is you who have the honor of tasting it first!”“There is no reason to end

Miranda felt the temperature around her rise until her whole body was sweating. So hot, almost unbearable. The woman noticed, apart from the purple glow, a golden yellow light also dominated her, even brighter and almost like the heat of the sun. The glow in Miranda's hands shrunk to the size of a marble, then popped like bubbles. The magician turned with his head up, then was stunned with wide eyes. The perfect circle in the sky was no longer black for some time, but all of its light was only directed at Miranda, it looked like a glowing bridge to heaven.However, that's not what makes the magician not move. A woman came down from the bridge of light, her dress was wide covering her legs, dominated by shimmering white and gold, with a collar that flaunted two delicate and beautiful shoulders. Her shiny black hair fell to her ankles, swelled as if she were underwater, as did her entire body. Every inch of the figure above was perfect, but that beautiful appearance also looked

An arrow shot so fast that it looked like a flash of shadow. It bounced off the ground not far from a forest squirrel, which flew away as another arrow hit the oak trunk. Twice escape from death was enough to convince the squirrel to return to its nest in the top of the pine tree. Two men approached each of their arrows, one of them picked an arrow from the ground, while the other one who looked older just lamented at his arrow, it pierced too deep into the trunk of a tree, it took the strength of a giant to pull it out.“At least mine landed closer to the squirrel. Your aim sucks, is it because you cut your hair, huh?” said the curly-haired youth while making a grin that could irritate his interlocutor."Judging from the strength of the stick on the trunk of this tree, my arrows would have killed the squirrel if it hit. While yours is bouncing on the ground, the squirrel will just feel like it's being massaged." The icy-blue-eyed man smiled no less satisfi

Louise's steps echoed as she climbed the glass-clear steps one by one. Unusually, the Lady was not wearing her oversized armor. The girl was wearing a simple long orange dress, her golden hair was neatly tied, leaving a strand of hair on both sides which made her pouting face look a little cuter. It's not easy to make a Lady Louise from Silverwall look feminine. Thirty minutes ago, Pepa and the other four Fairies under the care of Angel Tiffany had to fight hard to put all these things on Louise's body who was constantly struggling to protest."We're asking for just this one day, Lady...""It's better to cut off my leg than to have to use that torture tool!" Louise screamed as soon as she was asked to wear high heels.Eventually, the Elves gave in, then allowed Louise to wear calf-length cloth boots. The girl also repeatedly rubbed her red lip color roughly, too¬ rejecting the blush on her cheeks. The only feminine thing that Louise volunteered to wear was a

"Keep believing, then one day your wish will come true"Gray clouds rolled in the sky, moving sluggishly with the gusts of wind that froze to the bone. No one could see, behind the thick clouds thousands of stars were scattered, twinkling like gems. If you look closely, two special stars differ, because of their size and their glow. One smaller, one bigger, side by side as if holding hands.It happens very rarely, very, very rarely. It was said that when the two stars appeared, someone special from Neverland was visiting. White blankets covered the entire city of London, they even covered the tower of Big Ben like a hat, making the seconds muffled even though they still sounded faint. The long hand points to twelve, while the shorthand points to ten. Evening.Activity on the main road has been very quiet, only a few cars still dare to roam the slippery asphalt in winter. London had not changed since the last time Peter had visited. I don't know when it was, he c