It's been forever since I've posted a video to the YouTube channel, but I was feeling motivated yesterday after going to a book sale with my friend. Because I film and edit everything on my phone, it's sometimes a pain to make a video (the filming part is pretty easy, but everything after that takes so much energy). I'm also just not very tech savvy. But! I still enjoy making the videos even if not many people watch them. Hopefully, I'll be able to post more in the future.
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You know the drill, we can read and cringe together! This story continues to get more and more ridiculous. But it's still fun to read it and I hope you are having fun listening to it! And yes, I know my wording choice for many things is... super special. Let's forget about it, okay? I was a stupid 13 year old when I wrote this. If you'd like to read along while you listen, check out the text below the video! Chapter 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTUM9KCZv90&t=99s Chapter 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hp5A-ySIpUY Chapter 3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=foSc0cvhfDU Chapter 4: Coming Together
The M.T.M was coming together beautifully. The machine was being hidden by Grandpa’s outhouse to keep prying eyes out of the children’s business. The only problem was that Grandpa wanted to use his outhouse. James convinced him to use the “nice indoor plumbing system” until the kids had finished remodeling it. And so they worked. Rosie helped James with the building and operation of the machine. Jeff helped by telling the two what they needed to do to take them into fairytales, because, you see, that is where they are trying to go, into a book. Abby collected costumes that matched the descriptions Jeff gave her. They had two tunics for the boys and two gowns for the girls. As soon as Abby brought the costumes over Rosie squealed with delight. She actually squealed. The costumes were exquisite. The boys didn’t really like their costumes, Jeff and James thought that they were too manly to wear those girly clothes. But the girls enjoyed swishing about the yard in their gowns. Abby’s was gold and white with long sleeves and full skirt. Rosie’s dress was the same shape but was blue and silver. Every day after school the kids came over to James’ house to work on M.T.M. They loved spending all their free time working on the machine. I certainly wouldn’t do that. I probably would just watch TV. But this isn’t about me, it’s about the M.T.T. THAT is what the four youths started to call themselves. M.T.T. stood for: Magic (even though it’s not magic) Transport Team. Not the catchiest name I’ve heard before, but then again, it does cover the basics. They ARE a team. The machine DOES transport them. And it IS magical, sort of… not really. So they kept the title of M.T.T. even if they might get made fun of if they ever told anyone. As I have stated before, I know nothing of science. I just don’t! Some people don’t know a thing about math, or geography, I just am one of those people but with science. So now that the machine is finished, I couldn’t begin to tell you how it works. The Magical (even though it’s not magic) Transport Machine was really finished. It took forever, but it was finished. Well, it didn’t really take “forever”; otherwise you would be too dead to read about it. So it actually took a really, really, REALLY long time to finish the M.T.M. (Like, five days.) I COULD tell you how to USE the machine, but I think I’ll let James. “I will show you how to use it.” James said melodramatically, “First you enter the outhouse, or what appears to be an outhouse.” The rest of the kids groaned, they knew that already! “Then, you place a book, any book, into the box over on this back wall.” James said, pointing, “The book’s title will appear on the screen to the left of the box. If it appears on the box to the right, then we have a problem. It will mean that this book has either been used too many times, or that it has reached the end and you need to open it to the beginning. If the book comes to the end while someone is in the book, they’ll be stuck in that world forever or until I can figure how to get them out.” The others stared at James, no one wanted to be stuck in a book for the rest of their life. Don’t worry people, nothing too bad happens to ANYONE, not even the villain. Oops I forgot that you don’t know who the villain is yet. Never fear readers, I will introduce her soon enough, because she is dying to meet you. I’ll let James continue now, “Don’t worry; I won’t let anyone get stuck in there. I can assure you that won’t happen. Want to know why? Because I added a time limit to how long you can be in. You can adjust that on this dial.” James said smugly as he pointed to what looked like an oven timer attached to the wall. “Moving on; the screen underneath the box with the book is where you select the chapter that you would like to enter into.” The screen had a blue frame and looked as if it had come off some sort of hand held gaming system. “After that you put on your costume and unlock this glass box that has the start button underneath.” To the left of the bottom screen there was a glass box with a key hole on it. Under the box the kids could clearly see a big red button. “Why is it red?” Rosie inquired skeptically. “Uh, I, it’s because… I don’t really know why it’s red. I suppose it’s because in every movie I’ve seen the important buttons are always red.” James laughed, scratching his head. “So why is it locked?” Rosie questioned. “So that no other human being can use it except us.” James responded, puffed up with pride, pride that soon got deflated. “You forgot one thing, ‘Einstein’. We don’t have keys.” Abby put into the conversation rudely. James’ eyes popped open in surprise. “I forgot keys! Oh no! How will we work it?! I am such an idiot!” Cried the teen while burying his head in his hands. Jeff coughed. “Uh, James, we didn’t forget the keys. The six keys we had made are in your back pocket. I saw them when you bent over.” James turned around and tried to nab the keys from his own pocket, he kept spinning around and finally keeled over. The keys flew into the air and landed in the toilet that James and Rosie had removed from the outhouse. “Yuck!” The four kids shrieked. They went over to the lavatory and bent to look into it. Now before I write any more about the kids I must explain something. Outhouses are usually just a hole in the ground with walls surrounding it. This outhouse was not; otherwise they certainly couldn’t have taken the toilet out. When Grandpa had ordered this outhouse it was the latest in outhouse deals. This baby had a toilet inside that was very deep, I won’t go into these disgusting details for sake of your stomach. I will tell you that the kids definitely did not want to reach a hand into the “deep toilet”. This is not abnormal of them, I wouldn’t want to either. So instead of plunging their nice clean hands into the wet, slimy filth, they got Freddy to do it. I know, I know: who is Freddy? Alfred is his real name and he is James’ younger brother. Freddy was more than willing to stick his hand in the gunk when James said that Alfred would get paid a buck for finding the keys and washing them off. Freddy probably would have done it without getting paid; he was just one of those nasty little boys who love to get dirty. I say “yuck” to them. As soon as Freddy had produced the keys, his mother called him inside for a snack. “Sorry Jamie, I need a snack.” The six year old said, dropping the keys back into the toilet. The four older kids gasped and stared, for everyone knew that Freddy had nap time right after snack and would not be back to help for hours. They would have to retrieve the keys themselves. When they all realized this, the girls instantly took a step back. “We can’t do it, we’re ladies!” Abby squealed while pinching her nose. So the boys played rock-paper-scissors to decide who had to do this nauseating task. Jeff won and James had to find the keys. I definitely will NOT describe the details of poor James’ experience. In the end they retrieved the keys and cleaned them off with the yard hose. The smell would stick with James for the rest of his life. Since they had the six keys and the M.T.M. the kids wanted to go on an adventure. Wouldn’t you? If you had the power to go into any book you wanted, wouldn’t you want to try it out? The four teens sure did. The teens all wanted to try it out, BUT there was one problem, they couldn’t decide what book to use. Jeff wanted to use Robin Hood, James wanted to use a comic book, Abby wanted to use an advice book called Let’s Talk, and Rosie thought they should go into Cinderella. They spent hours arguing over what book they should use. “How would it look inside an advice book? Not interesting, that’s how!” Was Rosie’s argument. “Oh, and Cinderella would be interesting? It’s a baby story!” Abby challenged. “I think we should use the machine for its intended purpose, going into fairytales, I would prefer Robin Hood, but Cinderella would be okay too.” Jeff pointed out. “You just want to do what Rosie says because you have a crush on her!” Abby screeched angrily. “No way, I’m just pointing out that Rosie has an excellent book choice.” Jeff screeched back. “Guys, I’m telling you, Captain Tough Guy is the best choice for our first experience in the M.T.M.” James put in. “Hey James, can we get killed in a book?” Jeff asked. “Yeah… I forgot to mention that.” James said, his face turning red. “That’s what I thought. So we should probably test it on a book that we can’t get killed in, so the girls’ choices are our only safe options.” The girls then started arguing with each other about whose idea was best. Rosie’s idea won out in the end because no one wanted to go into a boring old advice book. So they all went into the small outhouse and realized that they didn’t have the book. “Oops, I didn’t think of that.” Rosie said after they all got their costumes on. But before the four had time to become downtrodden, Freddy came into the outhouse and inserted his own book. The six year old then pressed the start button that had been left open. Then there was a swirling around the small room and the five children were sucked from our world. The next thing the kids knew was that they were face to face with Elmo of Sesame Street. “Hello, Elmo loves you!” I bet you can guess who said that. “Aaaah!” All of our favorite characters screamed. Why was Elmo here? More importantly, where was here?! The four teens looked angrily at the six year old that had accompanied them. “Freddy, what book did you put in our machine?” James asked crossly. “Um, we’re in Elmo’s Day Out.” Freddy said sheepishly. The teenagers groaned collectively. You are probably wondering what self-respecting six year old would read Elmo’s Day Out? Yeah, Freddy isn’t too happy that his mother makes him read baby books, but Mother didn’t want Freddy to read anything with romance, fighting, bad language, or bad people. Freddy had scarcely convinced his mom to let him read Elmo’s Day Out. It was Freddy’s favorite book since there was more than just rhymes in it, and when he heard that his big brother talking about going into books he wanted to visit Elmo and tell him how grateful he was for the book that saved Freddy from the horrors of Baby Blue Counts to Two. THAT is how all the teens and Freddy got to the world of Sesame Street. Elmo waited for the older kids to finish yelling at Freddy and then said, “When you fight, it makes Elmo sad.” “Well Abby no care what makes Elmo sad! Abby need to ask James how in the world we are going to get home!” Abby said turning her head towards James. “Uh, I don’t think you should encourage the baby talk, Abby.” James said. Abby snarled. “Anyway, about getting home, it depends on how long Rosie set the timer for.” James and everyone else turned to Rosie. “Yeah, about that… I thought we were going into Cinderella and I set the timer for one hour.” The other kids stood with their mouths open. An hour in Sesame Street?! How horrible! I can guarantee that is what everyone but Freddy was thinking. “What are we going to do?” Jeff asked unhappily, “We’ll be here for an hour!” “Elmo thinks that you should come shopping with him.” Elmo said. The girls looked at Elmo with intrigue. “Shopping did you say?” Abby queried enthusiastically. So the teenagers and Freddy went to the mall with Elmo. The girls looked for something more comfortable than their costumes, but all they found were dresses that looked like they were from the eighties. After shopping Elmo took them to Hooper’s store. If you, unlike me, didn’t spend the early years of your childhood watching Sesame Street, I will fill you in. Hooper’s store is a store in Sesame Street where the monsters and Big Bird sometimes hang out. And no, I will not answer the question of who Big Bird is, his name is self-explanatory. At the store the teens all asked for soda but were refused that privilege, being told that it was too sweet for them, and that it might give them cavities. When Freddy told the guy running the store that they would all like milk, a cow walked in and gave it to them. As the hour came to an end the teenagers rejoiced. No more Elmo! The hour finished and the kids heard Rosie’s recorded voice saying, “Your time is up and you will now be removed from the story you are in-- Abby, stop playing with that!” Before the kids could comprehend what was going on they felt a sucking feeling coming from the sky and they were extracted from Elmo’s Day Out. What a weird feeling it was to be “extracted” right out of a world. At home the five children noticed that it was actually an hour later in their time from when they’d left. “I was expecting the time not to change here, like in Narnia.” Jeff said casually, as he climbed out of the outhouse. “Me two; it was supposed to make it seem to our parents that we weren’t gone for very long, but I guess I didn’t hook it up right or something.” James said in the form of an explanation. The girls nodded. “Well I imagine that it’s about supper time, we should all head home.” Rosie reckoned. So they did, James walked them to his front gate and then headed inside for a hotdog. Abby went to her mother’s restaurant and had venison. Rosie went to her family carwash and her dad took her to Fast Delivery Frank’s. And Jeff had a lovely dinner on a TV tray. It was a satisfactory evening for all. The next day, Saturday, provided a chance for the young people we have come to love to go to James’ house yet again. This time, to avoid confusion, Jeff brought over a collection of his fairytale books. The list included titles such as: Robin Hood, Snow White, Cinderella, Rumplestiltskin, Jack and the Beanstalk, and Peter Pan. The rest of the kids brought over some fairytales as well like: Thumbelina, Sleeping Beauty, Beauty and the Beast, The Three Little Pigs, The Princess and the Pea, and The Emperor’s New Clothes. Oh yeah, James threw Captain Tough Guy in the pile too. Also, Freddy hid Cat in the Hat in the heap. The quartet took the books into the M.T.M and set them in a stack next to the pile of costumes. This took them the equivalent of five minutes. After they had packed the books into the machine they all sat on the lawn to hold the first meeting of the M.T.T. “As leader of the M.T.T., I now call this meeting to order.” James said. They appointed James as the leader because he had come up with the idea for their science fair project. Jeff was commander of books and facts. Rosie was Captain of mechanics, and Abby was in charge of club fashion. “First we have a report on the book status from Jeff.” Jeff stood on cue and announced that they now had their books in order and they would never again be tricked into going to Sesame Street. They all cheered merrily. Next was Rosie’s mechanical report of how the machine was holding up extremely well, mostly because they had only used it once. “Abby is next with her report on the costume position.” James said as Abby cleared her throat. “Eh hem, I have an exciting announcement to make,” Abby announced. “So make it!” Freddy jeered. “As I was saying… I got us some new costumes so that we won’t have to wear the same ones over again. I have cowboy outfits in case we go into a western. I found some pirate costumes for when we go into Peter Pan. And finally, I got a couple accessories for the costumes we already have.” So they put the new outfits and such into the costume pile. Then, of course, they all wanted to go in a story. I’ll save you the trouble of reading the quarreling that went on after that and skip to what book they finally decided on. The name may sound familiar to you, either from earlier in this story or from reading the book yourself. The title they chose was Rumplestiltskin. Now the title of this chapter may confuse you. You probably thought it was about the machine “coming together”, but really it is about some people who come together. So the M.T.T. went into the M.T.M. (not Freddy) and inserted the book they had chosen. I must explain something to you fairytale fanatics. When Abby had received this book for her birthday a couple of years ago, she hadn’t bothered to check why the book appeared to be twice as thick as it really was. The reason, reader, is that there was actually another story hidden under the cover of the book. You’ll see why this story matters soon enough. The four teens crowded into the outhouse and put their original costumes on over their clothing. Jeff inserted the book and unlocked the glass box. He paused-- for effect-- and then hit the big, red start button. Again came the swirling and the thirteen year old children were, again, sucked from our world. That very same day Felix was locked in his room. The last time we saw Felix he was riding to the castle with Stiltskin riding on a noble steed. We also knew that he was going to have a tough time explaining the situation he was in to his parents. Well, when he explained the position of Rumplestiltskin to his parents, they locked him in his room with his crown tied to his head. Stiltskin was thrown in the dungeon for questioning later. Now Felix was sitting on his bed being inspected by the royal wizard. Felix was being examined because his parents thought that the only way Felix would help such a vicious villain as Rumplestiltskin would be because Felix was under a spell, which isn’t true at all. That is just what the King and Queen thought. “I believe that you have a common spell set upon you Your Highness. It is called the ‘Do-what-I-want spell’.” The old wizard stated. Felix rolled his eyes. “For the last time Reggie, I don’t have any sort of spell laid upon me. I was telling the truth when I told Mother and Father about Rumplestiltskin being innocent.” The wizard, Reggie, groaned. “Your Highness, I know Stiltskin personally, he is not a nice fellow. He also happens to be an expert at spell construction. It is entirely possible that you are being controlled by him right now.” Felix rolled his eyes again. What an annoying fellow Reggie was. The wizard continued to inspect the prince. Soon the old man went away to tell the King and Queen about the “spell” that had been placed on Felix. The prince tried to go out the window like he did when he was a young boy. He was too big. That or the window had been shrunken, which, in that world, was entirely possible. That afternoon Felix had to be let out of his room to take care of the unicorns. He went into the stable yard and turned. Felix realized that he was being followed by the two men who had taken him to the throne room the other day. “Hey you two, leave me alone! The unicorns can get skittish and gore people. How would you like to explain that to my Father?” The two men understood and left the royal to his unicorns. In the pen Felix saw a bright flash of light right in front of him. “What is that?!” he asked to no one in particular. Then four kids Felix’s age stepped forth. Okay, so the book that the M.T.T. put in the machine was thicker than it appeared. I explained that before. The second part of the book that was hidden was all about Felix because the real Rumplestiltskin story was explained by the Queen earlier. So when the book opened to the second story that is where the kids went. They arrived right as Felix was going into the unicorn pen. Now you see why I needed to explain that the book was thicker. So… you want to go get lunch? Oh, right! The story! As the kids stepped out of our world and into the book of Rumplestiltskin, they noticed a stable boy standing in front of them. “Hey Jeff, who is this in the story? Is it Rumplestiltskin?” Abby whispered, leaning into Jeff. “I don’t think THIS is Rumplestiltskin, but let me ask.” Jeff paused and turned to the stable boy, or who they THOUGHT was a stable boy, “Um, do you happen to have the talent to spin straw into gold sir?” The other boy backed up uneasily. “Who might you be?” “I am Jeffrey Roberts and these are my friends: James Kingston, Abby Gail, and Rosetta Stone. You are probably freaked out because we just appeared out of thin air and all, but don’t worry, we won’t hurt you.” Jeff explained. The other kid’s face held an expression that could have defined shock. “Are you wizards? But no! You’re too young. What about wizard’s apprentices? Show me your wands and explain what spell you used to get here! I can have you imprisoned, so you better get speaking.” The boy said in a sort of befuddled way. “We aren’t wizards; we didn’t even know they existed! We’re just four normal kids, like you.” Abby said confidently. The boy’s mouth opened and he yelled one word, “Guards!” The next thing the M.T.T knew was that they were being surrounded by giant, muscular men. Felix called for the guards after the four wizards in training had tried to explain who they were. The guardsmen came in hurriedly when they heard the heir to the throne calling for help. The four other children put up quite a fight, but the thing was, they only seemed to be able to fight with their mouths. The guards easily over powered them. Felix was confused. Why hadn’t they used magic? He told the guards to make the captives hand over anything that they had with them. The four put their hands into pockets on their garments and produced these items: An odd box came from one of the boys, the one called James, a bottle of red paint that you put on your lips from one of the girls, a pair of tinted spectacles from the other girl, and a small stuffed bear from the other boy. “What are these items? Show me how they work!” Felix asked commandingly. The one called James stepped forwards and picked up his box. “You turn it on by flipping this switch,” everyone from Rumplestiltskin’s world gasped as the box showed little men trapped inside, beating up other little men. “Then to play, you just move this guy to kill off the other ones.” The fellow said rather happily. Felix was horrified. “Why do you kill the other little men?!” he screeched. “Um, it’s part of the game dude.” Then Felix and James had a long discussion about why is it a game to kill people. In the end Felix got a headache and Abby was asked to show what her potion of red paint did. “Um, it’s make-up. What else is there to know?” The girl shrugged. Felix nodded in understanding; his mother sometimes wore stuff such as that. Then was the girl with the tinted spectacles. “These are sun-glasses; they keep you from hurting your eyes on a sunny day. Although I can’t really wear them over my normal glasses.” Felix tested them out. This was a marvelous invention! Finally, the boy with the stuffed bear. “This is my teddy-bear, uh, I like to take him with me because I get scared sometimes and he comforts me.” Jeffery’s face turned red with embarrassment. Felix nodded. “They have no magic on them. You may release them.” After this other kid, who was definitely more important than a stable boy, made them show him all the stuff in their pockets, the M.T.T. was released. Abby leaned towards Jeff and asked how long the timer had been set for. “I set it for two hours.” Jeff replied casually. Abby nodded. “Let’s hope that it’s more worth-while than Sesame Street.” The other boy, whose name, they learned, was Felix, told them to stop whispering. So Felix led the procession into the throne room to show the King, Queen, and Reggie, the wizard, what had been found in the stables. The M.T.T. was pushed along behind Felix and the guards were the pushers behind them. “Um, Felix, right? I was wondering why you are so important, are you like a knight protecting the new prince or princess?” Jeff questioned. “What new prince or princess? I’m the only prince there is.” Jeff was confused; the Rumplestiltskin story didn’t say anything about an older prince! Felix stared at Jeff, “What new prince or princess?” He asked again. “Uh, I thought that there was a new baby around, you know, the one Rumplestiltskin wants?” Felix looked even more confused. “I was that baby! What are you talking about?” Jeff started to talk, but then stopped; he’d figure it out later. When they arrived at the throne room the guards opened the massive double doors. Inside the King and Queen sat upon high, golden thrones. “Who have you brought to us Felix?” The Queen asked lovingly. “These odd four appeared in the stables while I was feeding and grooming the unicorns.” Felix said. Rosie tried to suppress a giggle, it just didn’t sound right for a boy of this age to be saying “unicorn”. “You think something is amusing? The fact that you trespassed into the royal stables is not something I’d find humorous!” The King roared. Rosie quickly stopped giggling. “Sorry, um, Your Majesty, nothing is funny, nothing at all.” “You speak when spoken to, no other time.” Rosie hastily decided that this was not the best time to point out that the King had, indeed, spoken to her. Felix’s parents discussed something with Reggie and quickly declared that the children should undergo a whole magical check-up, to see if they had any invisible wands or any stray spells lingering at their fingertips. Reggie came over to them and asked them to float. The teens stared at the strange old man in disbelief. “We can’t float! We can’t do any magic at all!” Jeff spoke up, “We built a device that allows us to go into different worlds than ours and we came into yours!” Jeff would have said more but the wizard, Reggie, cut them off. “What kind of device? Is it a magical item or something more under the study of science?” “Definitely more scientific, it is for a school project.” James replied. Reggie looked intrigued. “And what is the power source?” “It uses solar power that means it runs on the sun’s rays.” Rosie answered. Reggie would have continued, but the King interrupted. “So do they have any magic or not? I don’t pay you to talk to people Reginald.” Reggie went up to the King. “I’m sorry to contradict you, Highness, but I got them to talk long enough for me to test if they have magic. It is a very complex deception, when a wizard is distracted they don’t think to suspect if their magic is being tested and can’t stop my scanning.” The King rolled his eyes. “So do they have magic on them or what?” Reggie slid his glasses into place, they fell right back down. “They have not a spec of magic anywhere upon them.” The King looked satisfied for once. “Good. So now the question is, why did you four children go trespassing into my unicorn pens?” Rosie giggled again; it was so funny to see a grown man say “unicorn”. “It was purely an accident and we are terribly sorry if we upset the unicorns.” Abby said diplomatically. And that is how things “came together”. I've been buying waaaay too many books lately and have not been reading any of them... but I've been writing so that counts, right? Anyway, during a lapse in judgement I ordered both the July and August Owlcrate boxes so hopefully I'll be filming another one of these unboxings at the end of August. In the meantime, enjoy watching me ramble on senselessly (when am I not though?) about some awesome goodies! This has to be one of my favorite boxes of all time. Such fun stuff and it all sort of matches in color! Spoilers for this box: ᪥ Howl's Moving Castle inspired reusable shopping bag designed by @annguyenart ᪥Spinning Silver Treasured Tomes pin designed by @no0nedesigns ᪥Fairy tale highlighters inspired by Six Crimson Cranes, To Kill a Kingdom, and The Wrath and the Dawn designed by @the.pearledreader ᪥Violet Made of Thorns inspired sun catcher designed by Teresa Chen (@divineliterary) ᪥Invisible Life of Addie LaRue journal designed by Lichen and Limestone ᪥Book: Garden of the Cursed by Katy Rose Pool, with a exclusive cover designed by Franziska Stern, reversible jacket art designed by Nicole Deal, foil designs by Teresa Chen, exclusive end pages designed by @lasq.draws I was very much a "Barbie Kid" growing up and loved movies and books with multiple outfit changes and fancy dresses. Princess Bride, Disney movies, Ella Enchanted, Labyrinth, all of the early Barbie movies... if it had a glamorous dress in it, I was instantly enamored. Because of this, I am also very interested in fancy clothes in books, and though I can't actually see them when reading, the descriptions are wonderful for visualizing. And since I have a closet all to myself now that I'm a grown up, I can keep the formal dresses I've acquired over the years, even if I rarely get a chance to wear them. So please join me in playing dress up and talking about books! Review for The Betrothed by Kiera Cass Review for The Shadows Between Us by Tricia Levenseller Huzzah for a new unboxing! I heard about Fae Crate on Instagram and I was so excited to see that their March box fit my interests so well! I love a good nature magic/cottagecore theme and this box did not disappoint! Plus, the book cover is beautiful! Check out the spoilers below the video. Spoilers for True Nature box:
❀Book: Flowerheart by Catherine Bakewell ❀Tea spoon inspired by The Nature of Witches ❀Coaster set inspired by A Lesson in Vengence ❀Ankle socks inspired by Only a Monster ❀Enamel mug from Strike the Zither ❀Polaroid print from Three Dark Crowns ❀Art print from Flowerheart Here we go with chapter three! This chapter mixes things up a little bit, introducing us to a character who is not like the other four. And also an elf. Please excuse my terrible accents, I needed a way to audibly distinguish between the characters, so you're just going to have to put up with it. My apologies. Also, I did include a very short blooper in this video because I hadn't read the chapter before reading and I was taken aback by a very random scene involving pudding. 8th grade me thought she had a great sense of humor. I'm not sure I agree. If you haven't listened to the first two chapters yet you can check out Chapter 1 here and Chapter 2 here. As always, you can read along in the text below the video. Chapter 3: Felix
What a great day. Felix Royal thought. Royal IS a weird last name. That is because it comes with the job Felix has. You’ll see what I mean in a moment. Felix couldn’t believe what an unbelievably good day he was having. It was so good that Felix started to hum an old nursery tune. This was rare for Felix because his family had to worry about every dangerous creature in the world attacking anyone in the kingdom and he was rarely giddy enough to sing. Felix sang to himself as he carried a basket of unicorn food. Why in the world would he need unicorn food you ask? That is also part of the boy’s job. Yes, I am talking of the same mystical creature you’re thinking of. The thing is Felix lives in a different world than us. In his world there are unicorns, dragons, and elves. Oh elves, the sneaky little creatures, not the same kind that help Santa Clause. These little fellows love to play pranks and cause mischief. They are about one foot tall and wear all purple, even their hair is purple! All right, let’s get back to Felix. He was carrying unicorn food to the unicorn’s stall at the back of the stables. Now you are probably wondering what job would cause you to change your last name and make you feed unicorns. The answer is simple, Felix is the prince. I hope I gave you enough time to recover from your shock; it is SO irritating when you faint in the middle of a story. Felix has the last name Royal because he is royalty. He has to feed the unicorns because only princes can handle unicorns. I know this is a lot to take in. Oh well, you’ll get it eventually. Felix dumped the slop into the feed trough. He whistled and the kingdom’s three best unicorns came running to him. He brushed their manes and stroked their sides. After Felix had taken care of his unicorns he went inside the well-lit castle. The sun fell on the tapestries that hung on the ancient brick walls. Felix wandered, dawdling so to keep him away from other people. He hated running into people that he didn’t know personally, they always bowed and made a big deal about him being prince. Do you know how annoying it is to be right in the middle of walking your dog and someone comes up and says “How is your health your majesty?”? It is quite bothersome Felix can assure you. Perhaps people wouldn’t recognize me if I took off my crown… The boy took his golden band off his cranium. A few seconds later two big, burly fellows ran up to him and picked him up! “Hey! What’s the big idea?!” Felix hissed into one of the men’s ear. The two paid no mind to the teenager’s questions, but instead they tore through the halls of the castle. They, unlike Abby and James, looked where they were going and ended up exactly where they wanted to be, the throne room. Inside the throne room Felix’s parents sat upon their regal chairs. The queen dashed over to her son and ordered the men to put him down. The gents looked to the king, who nodded. The fellows put Felix down and stepped back from the mother and son. “Felix! Are you alright? We sent guards to you as soon as your crown was taken off your head.” The Queen said, inspecting her son. “H-how did you know w-where I was and that I had t-taken off my c-crown? I, I didn’t tell anyone w-where I was.” Felix stuttered after he recovered from his shock. The Queen sighed. “Can I tell him darling?” The Queen asked the King. “I suppose he can know.” The King sighed melodramatically. “Know what?” Felix pursued. “Felix,” his mother began, “Before you were born I made a deal with an elf that had an amazing talent, spinning straw into gold. My father needed money, so he claimed that I had this talent as well. YOUR father heard of this and offered to marry me if I could spin three rooms full of straw into gold. The first room was filled to the brim and I knew that I would be executed for not doing as the king told. Then the elf appeared. He promised to do it for me in exchange for a bracelet that I had.” The Queen took a breath and continued, “I told him that I’d give it to him if he saved me from what my father had gotten me into. He helped me with the first and second rooms of straw. On the third room I ran out of jewelry.” Felix scowled as the Queen continued, “I ran out of jewelry and I promised the first royal child.” The Queen looked as if she could cry, “As you know that is you.” Felix nodded. “Go on.” He requested grimly. “When I became queen it was the last thing on my mind. Shortly after you were born I didn’t even remember, until the elf showed up. He said that if I could guess his name he would let me keep you. I thought, ‘How hard can it be to guess his name?’ So I got a list of all the names that anyone had ever named anyone. I kind of forgot to get the list of elfin names. So the little man thought he had won. Then one day one of the kingdom’s best spies spotted the elf in the woods. The elf was chanting ‘They’ll never guess my name! Rumplestitskin’s won the game!’ The spy came back to the castle and told me immediately what he had seen.” Felix nodded but didn’t understand fully. “So what does this have to do with me being found when my crown is taken off?” “Honey, you’re not going to like this, but Rumplestiltskin, the elf, is still after you. Because of this we put a tracking spell in your crown. It tells us where the crown is no matter what happens to it. This way Stiltskin couldn’t take you without us knowing where you are, unless, of course you take your crown off. So the crown also tells us when you take it off.” Felix was mad, angry, and maybe even furious. His parents had been tracking him every day of his life, and he hadn’t even known it! What else were they keeping from him? Felix threw the crown on his head down. “I’m not going to wear this anymore! You can’t make me either!” He roared, leaving the room. Later that day Felix felt bad about yelling at his mother. He also felt bad about making the castle wizard work so hard trying to make his crown stop beeping because it wasn’t on Felix anymore. So the teen walked out of his chamber that his father had sent him to after the outrage in the throne room. As he exited the castle and headed to the gazebo where his mother sometimes went to think, Felix noticed a dark shape creeping around the court yard. What is that, I wonder? Felix thought. The shape crept around corners and snaked towards Felix. What was it? As it came nearer Felix saw that it had the shape of a man, but much smaller. It was only about a foot tall. It had dark clothing on and its hair was dark too. An elf? Felix guessed catching a glint of purple in the dim moonlight. But why would an elf be sneaking around the court yard? Felix didn’t get it. Most creatures were allowed in the palace, with the exceptions of trolls and ogres. Felix then made the mistake of going up to the elf. “Excuse me sir,” he started courteously. Before the boy could finish, the short man in front of him jumped at Felix. The young prince took a step backwards so the elf missed him. The elf grunted as he landed on the hard ground. Dust flew everywhere; it got in Felix’s eyes and all over the elf, coating his purple hair in dirt. The prince coughed and the elf took it as an advantage. Leaping onto the unprepared boy he knocked them both to the ground causing even more dust to fly into the air. (It hadn’t rained for a while.) The two struggled for about five minutes until the experienced elf wore out Felix. The elf knocked the prince unconscious and carried him away. You are probably wondering if I have forgotten about Jeff, Rosie, James, and Abby. As you can see by reading this page, I haven’t forgotten our friends from our world. Well if you are from the same world as Felix, then I haven’t forgotten our friends from my world. So if you keep reading you will eventually see why I have included Felix in the story. So read more if you can’t stand not knowing what is going on. When Felix awoke he was lying on his back. The sight he saw was a clear, blue morning sky, outlined by incredibly tall pine trees. Felix turned over onto his side and saw the elf that had attacked him, cooking bacon in a child sized frying pan. “Pardon me sir, but where have you taken me?” Felix said, trying to be polite to someone who had just kidnapped him. “Oh, so you’re awake are you?” The elf said in a sassy tone, “Well I suppose that you’ll want breakfast too, what do I have to do? Treat you like royalty!” Felix noticed that the elf’s voice was gruffer than most elves. “Um, sir, I didn’t ask you for anything except where I am.” The boy commented. “I guess you didn’t, did you? I hate you sassy teenagers, you always think you’re right.” The elf mumbled this to himself so that Felix could scarcely hear it. “Um, sir, might I ask who you are?” “Guess. I bet you can’t figure it out.” The elf snickered rudely. “Let me think, oh, I don’t know, could it be Rumplestiltskin?” Felix said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Rumplestiltskin chuckled. “I like you kid. You’ve got a good sense of humor. Here I have you tied up good and tight, and you are making cute little witty remarks!” Felix glanced down at his arms, he WAS tied up. How was he going to get away now? His crown! His crown had a tracking spell on it, maybe he could just knock it off and the whole army would come! Oh, but wait, Felix had taken off his crown at the castle yesterday! It was back to the drawing board then. Minutes later the elf that was Rumplestiltskin came over and fed Felix bacon, or he tried. Felix refused to eat the stuff, wondering if it was poisoned. The elf sighed, “Come on Felix, you can trust me, I’m like your uncle or something.” Felix still didn’t eat the bacon. Uncle Stiltskin was a scary thought. Later that day, Rumplestiltskin left Felix alone because the small man needed to look around in case of royal soldiers. When he came back he picked up the young prince. The elf was surprisingly strong for his size. “Hey! Put me down! I CAN walk you know!” Felix demanded. Rumplestiltskin set him down and looked him in the eye. “Alright Felix, I’ll tell you why I borrowed you.” Borrowed, ha! That’s a laugh. “Okay Stiltskin, tell me why you KIDNAPPED me.” “Your mother has no doubt told you about our past of you, me, and her. She tried to break our deal; she guessed my name, blah, blah, and blah. I needed you those fourteen years ago. You see, when I make a deal with someone, it doesn’t usually turn out so good for me. I lose my power to spin straw into gold. It gets passed on to the person I made a deal with. So why did I help your mother? Because I felt bad for the girl, that’s why. Now I need my power back.” Rumplestiltskin said dramatically. “So how does this involve me?” Felix asked dubiously. “Well when I found I didn’t have my powers anymore I decided that there was only one thing left to do. First I gave your mother some gold that I had stored away. Then in return I asked for you. Since the powers get passed on I figured the talent would go to you. The power did go to you and you were as good as mine. Until of course the Queen guessed my name. Do you know how devastated I was?” Felix shook his head. “I need some gold. You want to know why?” The elf moaned. The prince shook his head. “Well there is this lady I know who I owe some money, she gave me until you were old enough to spin and now she wants her money. I didn’t think your parents were going to let me have you and so I borrowed you.” Oh, I guess he did borrow Felix. The elf untied Felix and told him he could go free if he wanted. Felix, being a noble prince, told him that he would help. Rumplestiltskin took Felix to the nearest spinning wheel, which happened to be at the elf’s cottage. The boy tried and tried to learn to spin, but the wheel just wouldn’t work for Felix. Stiltskin groaned. “No, no Felix, the wheel goes the other direction!” It took a while for them to figure out that Felix should just make a deal with Rumplestiltskin. “What kind of deal should we make?” Felix asked. “How about if I give you a sandwich if you sweep my floor.” Felix nodded but remembered that being a prince; he didn’t know how to sweep. He told Rumplestiltskin this. So they decided that Felix would get a sandwich if he wiped the pudding off of Rumplestiltskin. What pudding you ask? The pudding Felix “accidently” spilled on Rumplestiltskin. When Felix cleaned off Stiltskin they immediately tried his powers. The power to spin straw into gold, didn’t work. “Maybe I should get that sandwich for you now.” Rumplestiltskin grunted. So he got Felix a sandwich and they tried again. The power to spin straw into gold worked! The two shook hands and shared the sandwich. “If you ever need anything, let me know, no cost for that.” Stiltskin stated kindly. Felix nodded smiling. They were friends now that they understood each other. As Rumplestiltskin walked Felix home the two noticed that the woods were eerily quiet. “Wow, it sure is quiet.” Felix observed. When the two reached the Enchanted Creek, they were ambushed! Royal soldiers jumped from the trees and tied up Rumplestiltskin. Felix was picked up and set down on a large, white horse. “Hey! What is going on?” Felix demanded, but then he remembered that Stiltskin was still public enemy number one. “Leave him alone! He isn’t all that bad!” The captain of the royal guard sent Felix a look that shut the prince up immediately. Felix gasped as the soldiers tossed the elf into the creek. “He’ll drown!” Felix exclaimed. “That is the point, uh, Your Highness.” Captain said with a hint of hatred. All the boy could do was watch as his new friend struggled in the deep, magical waters. But, hey, Felix was the prince! The captain had to obey him right? “Captain, as your future king, I command you to release that elf!” The captain looked confused that a child was telling all three hundred pounds of muscle that was Captain, what to do! Felix looked at the soldier with an unwavering face. “Hurry up before he drowns.” Then a gear in the large man’s slow brain clicked, and he realized that this small teenager would be his boss someday. So Captain pulled Rumplestiltskin out of the creek and set the elf before Prince Felix. Felix winked at Rumplestiltskin, who, in turn, winked backed. “Set him behind me, Captain.” Felix ordered. So Felix led the troop’s home on his white stallion. Stiltskin frequently turned around and stuck his tongue out at Captain. Now Felix’s only problem was his parents and explaining what had really happened. Drinking game: take a shot every time I say "vibes" in this video. Actually don't. It is probably dangerous to your health. And I don't condone excessive drinking in this here corner of the internet. I still have almost three months until the Renaissance Festival in my area, but I am already exceedingly pumped for it. I get giddy just thinking about it and always love to have books to read that give me the same warm fuzzy feeling that the Ren Faire does. So, I thought I would share some great books to read if you would also liked to be excited for Renaissance Faire season with me! Feast thine eyes on my latest YouTube video and let the merriment begin! (Yes that's me in the thumbnail... no I did not hit the target.) I finally took a bit of time to sit down and record Chapter 2! And it's just as bizarre as I remember it being. Remember this was written by an 8th grader who had limited access to the internet and had no idea how public school worked. Science? We don't know her. Middle school classes? Most of my middle school education was on the computer on these stupid CD-ROMs that I hated. Realistic children? Don't count on it. But it's all fun anyway! At least I think so. Just like last time, the text version of this chapter is below the video if you feel like reading along! Enjoy! (Or cringe and turn away in horror.) Chapter 2: James and Abby
The football went flying towards his head as James stopped to ponder a science question. I can’t tell you what it was about because I know nothing about science, with the exception of the rule: What goes up must come down. That is exactly what happened in this football practice. The coach threw the ball and it hit James square in the face, well, then again, footballs are oval, so it hit James oval in the face. We’ll just stick to square, because it sounds a lot better. Anyway, James got hit in the face and plummeted to the ground. That also portrayed my rule from above, what goes up must come down. James scuttled to his feet and looked down, yuck, a tooth had fallen out! James bent to pick it up and went to hear the Coach’s complaints. “What were you thinking Kingston?!” Coach barked, “You have to look up to catch the ball! This is the ninth time this WEEK that you haven’t been paying attention!” All the other boys chortled behind their hands. “Sorry Coach, I was thinking about a science question, problem forty-four, ‘is it possible to create worm holes or portals to other worlds.’” James explained, “I think it’s a matter of opinion, but you know scientists these days, always coming up with a new theory.” The Coach actually growled at this. “Kingston, we aren’t the science club! If you like science stuff SO much, go and join the scientists! You’ll have plenty of time for it; you are suspended from the team for four weeks!” James was shocked. How could he be suspended from the team? He was their best player! What would they do in the big Thanksgiving game without him? There was only one thing to do, find Rosie Stone and get his revenge. Abby Gail wasn’t having any better of a day; in fact it might have been worse! She couldn’t decide whether to fry her teacher or roast her, either way would be simply divine. The deliciousness of Ms. Rottencandy would soon be-- whoops, wrong story, again. As I said before nothing too bad happens to anyone. Anyway, Abby was having a horrible day because her advice column in the paper had totally been wrecked because Jeff had come in and seen who was running the column when it was supposed be secret! What if he told? No one would want to tell her their problems anymore! Her dreams of being like Oprah were dwindling! The horror! The horror! (Yes, I did just repeat myself, get over it.) Abby had to find Jeff and make him swear not to tell any person on this earth that she was the Abby of Dear Abby! She rushed down the halls of the school, looking to see if Jeff was still there. When you run fast, looking for something or someone you rarely notice anything or anyone. This is precisely what happened to Abby. She was running so fast that she didn’t see James running quickly at her. James went into the school to see if he could find Rosie because she had been interviewing him in science causing him to miss question forty-four! So now he had a bone to pick with her because she got him suspended from the football team! As he rushed through the school he didn’t notice Abby rushing towards him because as I explained before, you can’t see too well when you are rushing through the halls of your school. Since James couldn’t see Abby running at him and Abby couldn’t see James running towards her, the two applied the law of gravity that I explained earlier. Since those two were standing up, those two must be knocked down, it’s really quite simple, and I just can’t believe you can’t remember it! So James collided with Abby and Abby collided with James. Ouch. When the two arose they were even angrier than they had been--which might not be possible. “Why did you run into me?!” The two said at the same time, “I didn’t run into you! You ran into me!” Again they said it at the same time. “No!” same time again, “I,” same time, “Hey!” this was becoming comical. “Listen,” wow, same exact time, “Stop it!” Finally, James said it this time, “Stop saying the same thing as me at the same time! I’m looking for Rosie Stone; she works on the paper with you, right?” Abby nodded. “She does.” “I have a bone to pick with her,” The muscular child growled. “I’m busy looking for Jeff, that guy whose desk you sit on all the time, I need to find him before…” Abby paused. James looked quizzically at her. “Before what?” “Something bad happens.” “Well I saw Jeff hanging around Rosie; maybe they’re at one of their houses. We can go together and pick their bones at the same time.” James concluded sensibly. So the two enraged children stomped to Jeff’s house. Then upon finding the other two children not there the two left for Rosie’s apartment building. They found them there, watching the news. The two seething kids rejoiced at their find. After the rejoicing stopped they got all malicious and impolite to Jeff and Rosie. “How could you get me suspended from the football team and not know what I’m talking about?” James said mid-way into the conversation, although he was beginning to understand that Rosie had unintentionally got him suspended. But he couldn’t lighten up now that he was angry. “And you Jeffrey, if that IS your real name, how could you not have seen me reading people’s problems? It was right in front of you!” Jeff looked at Rosie and Rosie looked at Jeff, very suspicious if you ask me, but of course, they didn’t ask me, I am, after all, only the author. Later, after a whole lot of arguing you don’t want to hear, all four children had somehow ended up at James house. I believe they got there like this: Jeff started fighting with Abby and James with Rosie, but Mr. Stone got a head ache and told them to play outside. So they all went outside and started walking around. Then, suddenly, James suggested they go to his house because his mom had made apple pie. After that they all stopped arguing because Mrs. Kingston’s delicious pie was crammed in their mouths. The pie was so yummy it caused them to chat good naturedly with each other and become friends. (That must have been some good pie.) The quartet went outside and sat on the lush grass of the Kingston lawn. The neighbors (the next door lady in particular) all looked skeptically at them through their windows because the children talked and laughed so much. The kids had a great time until James’ grandfather emerged from the old outhouse in the corner of the yard. The smell that emanated from the small structure could have killed an elephant! It stank so bad that the kids had to hold their noses in hopes that they wouldn’t lose their sense of smell all together. “Must have been those beans I had for lunch, I’ve been in that hut for about an hour.” Grandpa said, walking inside. The four children on the lawn groaned and ran to close the outhouse door. Whew! The outhouse would bother them no longer. The children started to giggle at the horrid smell, I don’t get what is so funny about almost losing your sense of smell but these kids are quite odd. “Wow! That is one putrid smell!” James said. “Ugh, I can barely breathe!” Jeff gasped. “Why does your grandfather even have an outhouse?” Abby moaned. “Because he thinks that indoor plumbing is too ‘new-fangled’ and ‘it was good enough for the people when I was a boy’.” James mocked while holding his nose, “I know it’s odd but Mom thinks that since it was his house to begin with he should get to do his, uh, ‘business’ where he pleases.” I’m going to stop writing about this rancid smell and skip to what happened next. The four kids started to play ball in James’ smelly backyard. It was so fun that they hardly noticed when the yard started to smell bad again. I have promised you I will not go into that, so the smell’s mention stops here. The long afternoon had the children worn out by the time they had to go home. That night their parents rejoiced, because the kids slept like rocks. In the morning James met Abby, Jeff, and Rosie before school. “Hey you guys want to come over to my house again after school?” James asked. “Yeah, sure.” Was the collective reply. “Cool, meet you there!” James said, leaving for his first class with Jeff trailing behind. In school James was caught off guard by his first class. His science teacher told his class that the biannual science fair was happening in two weeks. James hadn’t even begun to think of a project! What was he going to do? Then he got an idea, a brilliant idea. An idea that this whole story is modeled upon. The only questions he had for his teacher were these: “Can I with work with partners?” he inquired. “Yes James, as long as at least one of them does this class with you. You know, so someone else on your team knows what you’ve been studying as well. ” The teacher explained. “And also, Mr. Smellfoot, what is the correct answer to problem forty-four?” “From the practice we did yesterday?” James nodded. “Well, Mr. Kingston, I believe the answer to that problem is yes. I have always believed that travel to an alternate world is possible with the right equipment, the right people, and imagination.” “Thank you Mr. Smellfoot.” James grinned. Now you and I know that no real science teacher would ever tell a kid to “imagine” something, but Mr. Smellfoot was no ordinary science teacher. Mr. Smellfoot was a science teacher who had also been a substitute Creative Writing teacher, and so he learned that anything is possible with a little imagination. He learned this lesson as Chad, the Creative Writing bully, had stuffed a pencil up Mr. Smellfoot’s nose. James went home happy and started his science fair project. The frame of the thing was done, as were the blueprints. Now he just needed to have a little help from his friends. Until then he decided to hide the thing in the most unusual of places. Later, at James’ house, the four friends sat on the lawn, chatting. The girls were talking about something in the newspaper and Jeff tried to get James to talk about some story that he had read earlier. James didn’t really listen to any of it, mostly because he was trying to get his own two cents in. That means he was trying to tell them something himself, but the others were busy putting at least ten cents in. A loud rupture caused them all to stop talking and stare at the outhouse. “What was that?” Abby demanded. “I don’t know. Whatever it was it came from the outhouse.” James said with a mysterious smirk. The other three kids snuck over to the outhouse to see what had made the loud noise. James remained seated on the grass, snickering silently. You, “dear” reader may be expecting it was the Grandfather of James that caused the loud noise of the outhouse, but you, reader, are wrong. It was not a gas leak from the Grandpa that caused this “boom” in the outhouse, but a machine frame. The kids saw this as James pried the walls off the old privy. The kids gasped and asked about a million questions at once, mainly, “What is it, and how did it make that noise?” James “shushed” them with a wave of his hands. “Come on people! Not so many questions at once! This is what I like to call the M.T.M.” The rest of the kids looked just as confused as they had before, then James explained, “Magical (even though it isn’t magic) Transport Machine.” The kids appeared to be perplexed so James continued, “When it is finished it should be able to take us to a different world! And it probably just made that noise because I left it turned on.” As the gang grasped this information they all started to talk again. “You mean we can go to a different world?!” “How is that possible?” “When will it be finished?” Blah, blah, blah, they were really enthusiastic. James did his best to explain everything but the questions were too many. “Um, it will be finished sooner if you help me with it, and I really need you guys’ help.” The questions stopped for a second, but then everyone wanted to know how they could help. “Well, Jeff has two jobs, first he just needs to stay in science class with me so that I can have you guys’ help. Secondly, Jeff needs to not lose his memory of fairytales, we’ll need that. Abby needs to get us costumes. Your mom owns a medieval themed restaurant right?” Abby nodded, her mother owned the coolest restaurant ever, and it had waitresses dressed as damsels and waiters dressed as pages. NOT the paper kind. “Good, we’ll need you to get us some old costumes that your mom doesn’t need anymore. Rosie, you have one of the most important jobs. You have helped your dad fix his car wash before and I will need that mechanical help because I have no idea how to work tools.” James’ friends nodded and smiled, they got to help build one of the most amazing machines of all time! The kids could not wait. Before I told you that it wasn’t a story about kids who go on cutesy adventures. It still isn’t, don’t worry all you dark readers, it won’t get cute, just like I promised. BUT I didn’t promise I wouldn’t add more characters. I have to admit, this one was a little bit of a let down, but there was still some fun stuff. Also, I wanted to note that, since I've made this video, LitJoy Crate has announced the end of their YA subscription box as it is now. They will be changing it so that you can personalize your box and it will be called To Bee Read (the logo is really cool). They don't have much public information about it at this time and I only know because I get their newsletters, but if that is something that sounds interesting to you, keep an eye on their website! Spoilers for Steampunk and Petticoats box: 🕰️Book: My Imaginary Mary by Brodi Ashton, Jodi Meadows, and Cynthia Hand 🕰️Android Repair office supply kit from Cinder by Marissa Meyer 🕰️Frankenstein book tin designed by @carellafra_art 🕰️Discovery of Witches storybook key 🕰️Through the Wardrobe bookplates inspired by The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis 🕰️Peter Pan "Big Ben" pin designed by @carellafra_art 🕰️Adventure card from The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazaelwood designed by @sophia_volovik 🕰️Mystery signed book plate? Goodness gracious, the exclusive cover on this book is GORGEOUS. I opened this box last night and I haven't been able to stop thinking about the cover. The rest of the box was pretty good too! Not my favorite as far as items go, but definitely my favorite book cover from LitJoy Crate. Check the bottom of this post for the wrap up of everything that was in the box. Spoilers for the Magic Awakens Box
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