"Youthful faces stared down at me as I lay dying upon the ballroom floor. Their visages showed not concern, but barely veiled enthusiasm.
I had always wondered why the Sidhe would kidnap a mortal baby, leaving only a misshapen effigy to placate the parents. After a lifetime of unending music and dancing until my feet would bleed, I finally knew.
I was there to give them something they had only dreamed of beneath their moss-covered cairns and dance halls lit my moonlight. I was there to give them a glimpse at death."
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