![]() ![]() I’d have hated to learn after all the years I’d been treated as an outcast for it all to have been for nothing. For them, they waited to see if they were finally free from the fear of my curse. Me, more than any… but not for the reason they might’ve imagined. The whole village was waiting, watching on with bated breath as the moment of truth drew near. The closer the day grew, the more whispers and stares I drew in my direction. Most curses lifted on the day of one’s twenty-first birthday, and mine was fast approaching. In all the years that followed the unfortunate circumstances of my birth, I’d yet to discover a curse over me, but I supposed there was still time left. They’d made their mark in the time that they were here. ![]() ![]() It didn’t matter that the fae had barely been seen in decades, that in some places their kind hadn’t been sighted in as long as a century. Not when the fae that marked me were known for their trickery, for the games they played with humans and the treachery that was sure to follow. ![]()
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