The Wizard 🧙♀️ of Ir: A NeoModern Fairy 🧚♀️ Tale 🌈
First Interlude: Demons and Angels
TR awoke to find themself floating on a makeshift raft made up of oak branches drifting aimlessly in the midst of vast, dark ocean. Dewey was basking lazily in the midmorning sun, as if he did this sort of thing everyday. His nonchalance in the face of adversity was nothing short of inspiring.