Literature
Traitor
Traitor
Masses gathered around the ivory dome of the mausoleum, home for the royal dead of the faes. Usually the spires that towered on the dome would have dozens of colored ribbons and streamers fluttering the wind, but today they were black and white. The fairies entering the building were also clothed in their black finery, and almost each one of them was crying, mourning the loss of their great queen. The wind no longer sang its joyful song across the grand city, but instead howled its grief. The leaves of the trees turned brown that day and fell even though it was spring. All creatures in the land of the fairies were in a state of mourni