The Enchanted Mishaps of Elric Thorne

Withering Whispers and

tly figures, shrieking willows, and vines that snacked on unsu

ult my hair?" he asked,

ith broomstick eyebrows,'" Mira con

ting his tragically frizzed c

etched in unnatural directions, the mist carried murmurs that were

in the form of a very fluffy squirrel. "I heard

steps, Elric swore he saw flashes of familiar places-his childhood bedroom, the old academy toilet

murmured. "Feeds on regrets

e trunk that had grown a surprisingly rea

like

g of black stones arranged in the shape of a crown. Inside the

convenience,"

it," Mira sai

already to

rees shrieked. And from the shadows rose a figure wrapped in torn

dr

ild of misplaced destiny. You d

d a hand. "

n magic meant to stay buried. You dine with thieves, jester

eted," Nox sa

ed closer. "You

the ruins. The true heir. The cursed crown. A

d. "Perhaps. But the for

wai

true, deep, cherished memory. Giv

ce. Then Elric

l do

ned. "Wa

on the pedestal an

ory was pul

him a wooden toy wand. She was younger than he remembered. Her hair smell

ke that...

wed. "The pa

. In the distance, the entrance to the Obsidian Vaul

hand. "You d

save the kingdom, or fix this prophecy, or... find out wha

he dryad smile

e said. "The door opens. But no