[ This is Tinkerbell poking around Parkor Estate, at last. Longer ago than Tink really remembers, his family lived in a two bedroom apartment. One bedroom for their mom and whatever boyfriend she'd brought home that week, and one bedroom for eight boys. They'd gotten one mattress on the floor for all of them to find a place on. If you didn't fit, ( Read more... )

[If you happen to be lingering in the Golden Entranceway to Splendor, you may glimpse a golden haired young girl standing beneath the great arch today, staring dreamily as if captured by the strains of a beautiful, far-off tune. She doesn't stay there for long, however. She soon blinks, seeming to come to herself, and her expression immediately ( Read more... )

[ Harry's spent the last several days holed up in his room, thinking things over, and came to a realization: if this isn't the afterlife, and he isn't dead, and there's magic here, then it's very likely his magic might work, too ( Read more... )

[He'd thought that it was a simple music box .. That's how these sort of adventures start, isn't it? The simple turning of a key .. magic sweeping you off into a world quite unlike your own. Coming from the land he came from, one would think that Tumnus wouldn't act in such a rash manner. Perhaps that he would recognize magic when it was being used ( Read more... )

So, does everyone have a date for this masquerade?

[Altair pauses here for effect.] Well, perhaps we should have people get together and try and arrange dates for people. Not a romantic date or playing matchmaker or anything, just -- have you ever gone to a dance alone when you didn't want to ( Read more... )

I guess this must be how to talk to everyone...

[the speaker sounds frustrated, tense, and a little harried.]

I know I'm in another world, and I think it must have had something to do with that little music box. I'm also going to guess I'm not the only one this has happened to... it always takes big groups of people. Is-- [no. she daren't ask for ( Read more... )

[ Terra can't say that any part of her life since Arvis removed the slave crown from her head made any amount of sense. But at least then, she had people looking out for her. Locke and Edgar - and it would seem, they were nowhere near here. Nor was she in Figaro Castle ( Read more... )