I’m not a hero. I’m the furthest thing from it. I am “Ta-er Sah-fer.” That was my new name. Because of the woman that I was, the girl that I was, was gone.
Hey, stix here. For Pooh and Kristine’s birthdays, I was given the prompt: “a day in the life of Faberry, with a Pezberry friendship.” For whatever reason (I suppose I just missed my I’ll Be-verse) the prompt created this: I’ll Be 5 years later.
They both suggested I share, so here’s a little something if you’re interested in where everyone is. Thanks for all your continued support for the story.
And yes, this is my very boring Tumblr.