📚 Short Stories From The Immortal Quill – Issue #67
Of Cool Air and Hot Elven Strangers
Or: Goldi Meets Her Match and Immediately Trips Over Her Own Sass
The day started innocent enough. After the great Fridge Incident, things had finally chilled out - pun absolutely intended.
The Quill crew was lounging, working on flavor scrolls for Taffy & Tales while Tink buzzed over the exact glitter ratio for fairy fizz honey sticks. Goldi was in her usual corner, half-listening, half-polishing her latest tinfoil tiara, when the front doors blew open like they were auditioning for a romance novel cover.
And there. Framed by golden sun and suspiciously well-timed wind… stood him.
An Elven man.
Tall. Sculpted jaw. Soft, silvery-auburn hair that danced like woodland poetry. Mismatched eyes - one moonlit silver, one forest emerald - glimmering with mystery, tragedy, and probably at least three forbidden secrets.
His voice? Smooth like ancient spellcraft soaked in velvet and danger.
“I was told this is the place to inquire about enchanted collaborations… for an independent alchemy venture.”
Goldi choked on her strawberry taffy.
Dorothy leaned in. “You good?”
Goldi nodded. “Yeah, yeah, totally fine.”
Then promptly dropped her pen, knocked over her chair, and somehow yanked the curtains off the rod while trying to act like she totally hadn’t been staring.
“Very subtle,” Red whispered.
Tink grinned. “She’s glowing like she swallowed a fairy lamp.”
“Shut it,” Goldi hissed, furiously rearranging her hair.
Cindi swooped in with hospitality and curiosity. “Welcome! I’m Cindi. This is Red, Dorothy, Tink, and the one tangled in velvet drapery is Goldi.”
“I’m not tangled!” Goldi yelped, doing a spin worthy of a medieval interpretive dance, “I was just checking the thread count. It’s an old spy habit.”
The Elf chuckled - yes, chuckled - and Goldi practically melted into her boots.
“I’m Caelthorn,” he said, offering a hand. “Former herbalist for the Moonblooded Houses. Recently independent. Looking to create confections laced with poetic magick and possibly stardust.”
“Of course you are,” Goldi whispered like a prayer.
They offered him a seat. He took it gracefully, folding his long limbs like a prince at a tea party. As he unrolled a scroll of ideas involving enchanted nougat and star-nectar chews, Goldi leaned over to Dorothy.
“I’m fine. This is fine. Totally fine.”
“Your eye is twitching.”
“I’m processing celestial energy.”
To everyone’s surprise - and Goldi’s horror - Caelthorn asked, “Goldi, you seem to have a sharp sense for innovation. What would you pair with a glimmerroot-infused taffy swirl?”
Goldi froze. “Uhhh… well I - obviously you’d pair that with…um… cinnamon? Rage? Lava essence? Bold spice to contrast the subtlety. Very alchemical. Definitely intentional and not something I just made up on the spot.”
Caelthorn nodded, intrigued. “Bold. I like it.”
Goldi blinked. “You do?! I mean… obviously you do.”
From the back, Rumple sipped his Slasherbucks and whispered to Red, “Ten gold coins say she accidentally proposes marriage before the week is out.”
Red grinned. “Five she gets caught doodling ‘Goldi Moonthorn’ on her planner.”
The day went on with collaborative brainstorming, gentle glances, and Goldi tripping over no fewer than three furniture pieces trying to act casual.
But when Caelthorn smiled at her while reaching for the same honey stick flavor she just picked up… she didn’t drop it.
This time, she smiled back. Cool. Collected. Only mildly feral.
And just like that, the Quill had a new flavor in development:
Moonlit Sassberry Swirl.
Inspired by tension. Sweetened with awkward flirtation. Wrapped in star-kissed potential.
🔥 🖋 📚
The Immortal Quill Short Stories
🩸✨ A Bloodthorn Publishing™ Original
From the twistedly magical minds of the Immortal Quill™ Storytellers, welcome to the World of 4EverMore™ - where fractured fairytales wear combat boots, myths misbehave, tea spills itself, and chaos is couture. ☕️
Featuring your immortally iconic favorites:
• Goldilocks (paranoid and perfect)
• CindaSpy™ (that’s Cinderella with a security clearance)
• Red (badass in boots)
• Snow (soft goth apple queen)
• Dorothy (click it and rip it)
• Beauty (rose-stem sharp)
• Wendy (shadow-slick rebel)
• Alice – Queen of Ink & Lore™ herself
• Loki (divine trickster snack, taken 😘)
• Ivy (Rumple’s sister, lethal in Louboutins)
• and Rumplestiltskin (unhinged, unmatched, unstoppable)
✨ Guest appearances may include sentient teacups, tragic ballgowns, questionable prophecy scrolls, and one flirty, possibly dangerous Elven stranger...
🪄 Storytime just got a whole lot more immortal.
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