Silence and Stone
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Alida sat on her blanket, her wings folded.
The bed was far too big for her.
It had been built for a grown-up human to sleep in.
The old man had told her that.
She didn’t know his name.
She had no idea why he had lifted her out of her soft faerie’s-nest bed and brought her here so long ago.
The wagon wheels had bumped over the rutted road.
They had passed through two towns at night, the last one at the bottom of the hill below the castle. Both had been silent, the windows dark, everyone asleep.
The man had been very careful not to hurt her or scare her on... see more