Do you believe in fairy tales? 'Cause I certainly didn't years ago... Until my life became something of legends.
Faeries, hobgoblins, spells, the undead brought back to life, and a family history soaked in blood within its foundation.
The name is Aodhan Fergus McDonald, Fergus to my family and friends. And this is only the beginning of my story.
*cracks a grin as you talk to him*
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*He would do anything for you, Auntie*
*Yeah, that too. >___>;; *
*Awww. Awwwwwwww. Lookit you. Bawwwwwww.*
*Frowns.* Not that I mind going forward, you know. And there's nothing wrong with me, thanks. It's just, I suppose. I feel like it all goes by in the blink of an eye. ...I don't know how much your mum told you about me, but, I, for me, probably in the span of a year, saw her grow from a tiny four and a half year old, to being over a hundred, with a baby, than you, as a teenager, and now, here you are, just a year younger than your dear aunt. *Will give him a sweet sort of smile.*
You've all grown, decades ahead, and for me, it's been a few, short, short years. Soon enough, you'll be in your thirties maybe older, and I'll be here, still the same as ever, twenty four soon. *But nods.* Right then. Fergus it still is. And haha! She did mean well, muirnin. She was brought up with a very traditional grandfather. Though they did have their mouths washed out with soap I bet. *Grins a bit roguishly.*