Everyone has feelings...

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The dark tower was a mound of rubble. The Orc clans were running for the nearby hills, the Elven army in hot pursuit.
 
The good fairy levelled the humming wand at her beaten nemesis.

"Tell me why." She grated.

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"….knew they wouldn't feel the same, and, it was like, like I was melting, and I was so angry!"

"All that destruction Vicky!" The fairy shrieked hysterically. "Because of a stupid crush on a stupid bloke!"

Vicky the witch started to cry, smearing her green blusher. "Not a… not a… ...bloke…"

In the good fairies mind an unexpected alarm rang. Suddenly she remembered how, for centuries, she'd been getting an unsigned card every valentines day.......

"Oh." She said

....Oh shit, she thought.