Novella Night Tushy

Mira unfolded one of the scrolls. The ink shone like moonlight.

In the corner, a small wooden chest, long forgotten, was uncovered. Inside lay a bundle of vellum scrolls, each bearing a single word: The letters were embroidered in gold thread, and the scent of lavender drifted from the parchment. novella night tushy

“Come for the stories. Stay for the surprise.” Mira unfolded one of the scrolls