The Black Wolf
The fairy zipped through the entrance like a spark, and just behind her, Siora stumbled clumsily inside, her bag bursting open as fruits scattered across the floor, rolling in every direction.
“You damn fairy!” she snapped, glaring as she scrambled to collect the apples now attempting an escape mission. We couldn’t help it, we laughed.
The fairy dusted herself off mid-air. “What are you two plotting over there?” she asked.
I stood, brushing off my clothes. “I need your help,” I said seriously. “We want to travel to the past.”
“Wonderful!” she chirped, dropping her own sack of supplies with a thud. “More food for me.”
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