Once upon a time...

[timefather]

[ For the residents of Märchenstraße, and all the land surrounding it, the eighth of December was a day to look forward to. Looking at it from an outside perspective, strangers and travelers could easily assume it to be a holiday. At the very least, a day for a festival, if a modest one. A day that shopkeeps spent all morning preparing for, that all manner of creatures spent days traveling to the city to witness. They'd heard the talk that passed around, the rumors from those still left. But would it work? No one knew for sure, no matter how confident the stories seemed to be. But hope was very quickly becoming all they had left.

They had decorated the whole town. Streamers, banners, wreathes and garland made of autumn flowers, plus whatever the Fairy Godmother had cooked up. Oh, she was just giddy. No skepticism could be spoken around her, not if you wanted to escape the wrath of her wand! Rumor had it that she had caught wind of a few piglets squealing about the likelihood that their magic would fail, and that they were subsequently transformed into the band of musicians who could be found performing in the park.

Well, at least the music was festive.

Of course, the decorations weren't for the newcomers alone. Autumn was coming to a close in just a few weeks, and Old Man Winter would take the reigns like he did every year, and their weather would turn cold and harsh. The chill was already there, cool and biting when the wind picked up speed. Lady Autumn was much preferred to the citizens of the city with her gentle nature, even if she failed to show up, finishing her work in the orchards instead. That was what they liked about her.

It was mid-morning when Father Time was found outside of his tower, checking one of the numerous pocket watches he kept on his person. "Unnecessary, but comfortable," he called them, and closed the watch again. It was twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and where empty space had been just seconds before, now they were. Sitting on benches, lying in flower patches, scattered about the city and outside of the gates in peaceful slumber. They would awaken to the bells of the clock tower. Some, to many friendly and relieved faces all around them, some to grateful ones carrying gifts of food and clothing and magic, and some to fearful, cautious faces. Regardless of how the town treated them, they would awaken to a celebration of their arrival, and choices to be made, and the books. Each and every one. ]

Comments

[andrarrrgynous]

There's not too hard to deal with, just talk loud and don't be afraid to throw your weight around if y-

[And that's when Faris managed better than just a precursory glance at Rapunzel, and the sight of Rapunzel's hair manages to surprise the pirate into a stunned sort of silence.]

...Or I guess you could just throw your hair around.

[Probably weighed as much as the girl anyway.]

[gleam_and_glow]

[Rapunzel manages a laugh at that last statement, she was getting kind of use to people reacting to her hair like that.]

I've been known to do just that. I'm Rapunzel by the way and this is Pascal.

[She smiles and little Pascal on her shoulder waves when he's introduced.]

[andrarrrgynous]

Pascal, huh?

[And Faris takes a good look at the lizard, arching a brow at him, at first she looks unimpressed but then-

Looks like you've got good taste in friends.

[It reminded her of Syldra- her best friend from back home who happened to be a sea dragon.]

The names' Faris.