Pixie Dust.
Conventions tend to be fun, and cosplay is all the better. I should never have bought that bag of pixie dust, or at least I should have bought more...
I guess you can call me Tinkerbell, I'm a tinker fairy.
Or, at least I am now. I was foolish enough to buy a bag of pixie dust, and somehow found myself in a place full of creatures calling themselves Breezies. And the pixie dust I bought is all I have. I need to find a moonstone if I'm ever to make more, but where am I to find one?
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- Alone from the start. 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1399
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