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Story: Fellyans (conclusion)
Fellyans (part fourteen) For a space they ate. The broth was a honeyed-savory concoction, the bread seasoned with bergamot. They drank Finch’s elixir, feeling soporific, when Coral hauled herself straight. “And so my poor parents are Fellyans now, wandering out there alone! Vincent, what will we do to find them?” […]