The sound of wood being scuffed by feet briefly fills the air before its replaced by a huffing noise. You turn to find a small person with black and silver wings scrambling onto a stool.
Their silver eyes and purple hair stand out to you, and it takes a second for you to realize they are staring at you in exasperation.
“Look long enough? I know its weird to see pixies, but let’s try not to stare shall we?”
Does this set enough of a scene for what your in for?
Welcome to the Pixie Post. I’m Juniper, and this is going to be where I write. It will be strange, and wonderful and wild. I hope you stick around. If not, your loss!
“Are we done here? I have things to do.”
The figure on the stool disappears in a flash of light and stars.
Until we meet again…
The Pixie Post 
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