Faerie Cake Dead
Published by J.M. Griffin
Copyright © 2011 J.M. Griffin
All rights reserved.
Nine tables, dressed and ready for patrons, stood scattered about the room. Soft light behind Luna cast a pale glow across the darkness as she squinted through the doorway. The faerie cakes, all baked, frosted and ready to serve sat in the lower level of the building. As always, she’d managed it all in the span of a few wee morning hours.
She narrowed her eyes, adjusting to the gloom of the room beyond her. A shadowy figure sat at a table in the center of the room, his back toward the doorway.