Short fantasy fiction #1

Tim Wells
3 min readFeb 22, 2022

Silver moonlight streamed through the open windows of the spacious bedchamber throwing beams of silver light across the room that caught specs of dust and made them glow like sparks of magic in the air. No sound could be heard that gave away her footsteps as she crossed the room with her bare feet seemingly gliding softly over the stone floor toward the window. The soft silver light fell on her skin which was nearly as pale as the sheer white night dress that was falling off her shoulders as she walked. Had anyone else been awake and in the room to see they might have thought it the ghost of a fair maiden that…

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