Thorden and the Fairy by thesiegeworks, literature
Literature
Thorden and the Fairy
Thorden hesitated a moment before putting his paw on the path, glancing back searchingly towards his parents' home. They wouldn't approve of him going off on his own, he was sure of that, but... he HAD to. His eyes flicked down to the thing held gently within his jaws - a stuffed felvarg, his favorite and most prized possession... beloved since he was a newborn... the head and limbs ripped completely off. The bully had laughed when he did it, and while Thorden had struggled manfully not to cry, he couldn't do anything to stop him. After all, he was a grownup, and he couldn't stop a grownup. Now Stuffty was broken irreparably.
But...
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