![]() ![]() It’s one of the strangest things I’ve ever come across, which is saying a lot because I’ve come across a lot of damn strange things. Then, there’s my biggest problem of all Laylen and Gemma, and the fact that they’re both tied up upstairs because they’re possessed by a couple of lunatics Queen Helena-ruler of the Lost Souls and the Afterlife-and Alexander-one of my dead relatives. Like my sister, Aislin, who’s trapped in the Faerie Realm, trying to save our half-sister Aleesa, who’s being held a prisoner by the Fey. ![]() It’d be the most annoying thing, except for the fact that I have thousands of other problems. Unfortunately, there’s not, so I’m stuck listening to them bang their heads against the window over and over again. I wished there was an evanescence of Sprites clearing the land. We were sitting out by the lake, watching the fog lift from the water, and just like that the land was clear and the world looked so much happier. ![]() My mother used to call it the evanescence of the morning mist, the point where the vapor and haze begin to fade and the land clears. ![]()
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