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Submitted to Contest #208
The clouds were pink, to begin with. Emperor Posy of Peony had made sure of that. But, they hadn’t always been. Much to the Emperor’s alarm, they had turned black the day of his daughter’s birth. “Change them back,” the Emperor told his sorcerer after taking one glance at the mewling newborn in the nursemaid’s arms. “All was fine and pink until she came into this world. Nothing good will come of it.” The sorcerer, Aflyn, clad in a rose-pink robe with a red sash, quickly removed a vial from his breast pocket and blew across the ...
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