A brisk autumn breeze diverts filthy pirate stench from my nose. Unforgiving waves strike against the hull of our rowboat, causing freezing saltwater to splash my face and bite my eyes. Every sudden burst is a reminder to stay alert. Behind us, beneath a cloud-covered apogee moon, the Massacre ship remains hidden at sea. No...
Yes, Male Fairies Exists by Maria Delaney
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