“The end of this kingdom is nigh. You must repent. End your bargains with the fae and their old ways, or else be caught up in it.” It was the same message they’d been speaking for the last twenty-one years. The same message they’d been speaking long before that. It was always the end of the world. It was always just around the bend, waiting, like a bad bedtime story, to snatch you up and carry you away.
