The Leaf Whistler
A Fae Awakening Short Story
Carrying the legs of a gnat over his shoulder, Faela realizes he needs to go in search of food. The leaves disappeared long ago, leaving the dirt dry, forming a dying desert around his home. The animals and insects have long gone, leaving him behind.
Using his skills as a leaf whistler, Faela will have to tame dangerous animals to find his way into the forest and reach a mystical force of giant proportions.
Will he find his way? Or will the natural world eat him first?
Introducing a new character in The Fae Awakening series, The Leaf Whistler is an urban fantasy adventure like no other.
This short story ends on a cliffhanger. Faela will return in book three of The Fae Awakening series.
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