The night sky was illuminated with the northern lights dancing in it. Green and pink. A sea of sparkling stars decorates the dark canvas of night.
While the ground beneath was contrast, filled with the white snow, crunching beneath the feet of the werewolf's army leaving a long trail of heavy footsteps behind.
Marching towards the ground surrounded by the greenery. Of course, no plant could bloom in the hard atmosphere of the Arctic Circle though the same rule didn't apply to the forest of fairies.
Yes, you guessed it right. They were moving toward the fairies' territory.
One in a sane mind would not go in the direction everyone knows how vicious fairies could be.
These creatures may look beautiful, sweet, and adorable to the eyes, so full of magic and wonders. However like two sides of the coin these beings had their darkness hidden behind their awestucking beauty.
