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WonderWall - in which the Sun loved the Moon so much, she died for her to rise every day.

Sample chapters published

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Is it just me or did we all have a memory of playing truth or dare and someone was dared to go home-?

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The Madrigals : We don't talk about Bruno

Also the Madrigals : bUt-

Mirabel : I am so confused but lemme dance either way

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Y/n : Camilo does not have a crush on me

Dolores : Yes he does

Isabela : Yes he does

Mirabel : Yes he does

Camilo : Yes I do

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Camilo: I'm in love with y/n

Dolores: Wow really, what a shocker

Camilo: I barely talk about them what are you on ?

Also Camilo - in his sleep: Marry me, let's dance together. Wait, will this ring fit you ??

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× 𝑷𝒆𝒑𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒍 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 ×

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× 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒍 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 ×

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Same tho

Me either

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In the beginning, there was darkness.

Trees were withering, flowers wilting.

The land was in desperate need of saving, yet, there was none to do the task.

The current wood keeper, Loïck, was getting old - powers to weak to revive the forest.

With a heaving chest, he raised his arm.

With every ounce of what little energy he had left, he created a new wood keeper.

Light burst from the ball he had summoned, revealing the silhouette of his creation.

Once the light had dimmed, the silhouette was gone, exposing a woman in white cloth.

No, not cloth.

Robes, with a brown corset on the waist.

Curly hair trailed down to her shoulder blades.

Her neatly folded wings slowly opened, allowing the wet wings to dry.

They mimicked the pattern of a monarch butterfly.

She then opened her eyes, oh, how beautiful they were.

Gold irises, speckled with tints of green.

Her eyes landed on the frail wood keeper.

Loïck was proud of his creation, and spoke, "Welcome to the Echo Forest, my dear Winona. I am passing my title, responsibilities, and power onto you. You are now the caretaker of the Forest. A life creator. I trust that you will not take this for granted."

With a swift nod from Winona, and a heaving breath from Loïck, he disappeared in form of dust; gently floating away in the crisp afternoon breeze.

Turning away from the scene, she inhaled softly, a warm fuzzy feeling coursing through her body.

At first, she knew nothing.

Then, she knew everything.

Knowledge passed through her veins, her blood.

She instantly knew what she had to do.

Extending out a hand, she tried creating a new life.

She failed, of course, but tried again.

This time, she succeeded.

She created another faerie, and another, and another.

She didn't stop till there was enough for life to continue in the woods.

Content, she sent them all out into the Forest, where she created houses for them to live in.

Once the task of creating life was fulfilled, Winona lost the power to create life. That would be for the faeries to do on their own. Now, she was their protector. Their leader. Their Queen.

She vowed she would protect them to the best of her abilities.

After weeks of her being the new Queen, there were now bodyguards, and an increase in the faerie population. They made sure that the woods was thriving, as they took care of the land they inhabited. They gave back from what they took to the land.

Eventually, they were grouped into different types of faeries as they soon noticed that each faerie was born with different abilities, wings and ears.

There were five groups in total.

First were the water faeries.

They took care of the plants and the vegetation that grew within the forest.

Watering them, providing water for families.

Second were the Mushroom faeries.

They grew and tended to the shrooms that would grow, helping them get to a certain period where they would be plucked and cooked.

Third were the garden faeries.

Growing flowers, decorating houses with them, and helping wilting flowers live.

Fourth are the sun faeries.

They bend light to wherever they see fit, usually seen hanging out around the garden faeries.

Fifth are the fast flying faeries.

Zooming around, creating breeze.

Fast flying faeries are a big help towards the faerie community, when wet wings need a quick air out, they are the ones to go to.

After 300 years have passed, with peace being the only thing known to faerie kind, an event would rock their world.

A letter was sent to the Queen requesting her presence, with much haste.

A worried Queen Winona flew from the castle to the faerie home who had requested her there.

Everyone parted to make way for her, my my, what a crowd this is.

Once she arrived, she paused at the sight in front of her.

Not once in the hundreds of years she was alive, had she seen such a sight.

Eyes full of concern pierced through her soul.

For the first time in faerie history, a wingless mushroom faerie was born.

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走るアヒル

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My lil' doodles <3

Cats and frogs in hats and pants

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Despite being in ruins, Hyrule is still as beautiful as ever. Exploring the bits and pieces of backstory with Chungus the giant horse by my side.

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Showing off some outfits I own, credits go to whoever made this outfit <3

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Finished decorating this part of my island !!