“ I marched to the head Elf. “Where’s the frog? ”
Sulphurous wind gusted in his wake the dust of the street swirled and the folds of his black coat flapped against his thin body.
~ A.f. Stewart
I’m Detective Piper of the Fairyland Metro Police, and I've been called in to investigate the incident of the missing frog prince…
The stars sparkled above the mist shrouded tents and caravans of the carnival. The night crackled with an odd vibration, as if a veil of peculiarity settled over the company.
I look at the others, simpering courtiers and visiting dignitaries, all unsuspecting of what is to come. A merciful man should spare them, but I had mercy cut out of me at a young age.
