Faerie Dust And Angel Wings [Coming Soon]
If the howling wind calls at night, father and mother shall not listen to it, but hide. The wind is lonely, looking for a new child to whisk away, impatiently ogling the next pray. So, always remember, never forget, the fae are waiting in the shadows, they want a new pet. Only a gust of wind gives them away because they are not here to stay. In return, they bring from another realm, another place, a child of a long-forgotten race.
A cast-out fairy baby. A changeling.
These were the stories Saria has heard all her life. But when an actual stranger - a naked man that literally fell from heaven right in front of her feet - appeared outside of her home at night, she realizes that at least some of these sayings might be true.
The quest to find answers draws Saria into a world where nothing is as it seems and where good and evil wear the same dangerously alluring mask.
My head turned skywards. Pearly-white feathers danced around me, picked up and carried away by the gelid north winds. Rogue snowflakes drifted through the night sky. Lightning flickered overhead, and thunder rumbled in the distance as we faced each other with inquisitive eyes.
My heart beat faster. Part of me wanted to run away from him screaming: naked man, help! A more reckless part was tempted to stay right here.
"Do you own clothes?" I croaked, as I valiantly tried to look away from his nakedness. Another scarlet drop stained the snow.
"Ah, yes, of course," the stranger said with a teasing smile. His eyes trapped me under their black weight, his voice now low and secretive. "I forgot that you don't really walk around naked in this realm. Humans are such strange creatures."
Effortlessly he snapped his fingers together. Suddenly, without warning, my clothes were gone.
©Denise Darvruni, 2019
Cover by @Azanthiel 🌺