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"Gentle Rain in a Dark Forest"
The faerie affected by the summer festival willingly took up the pen, even though she knew she was neither capable nor qualified to do so.
"I'm going to write what's happened in a book, then realize its contents as a type of magecraft."
That was how the high queen of Faerie Britain's magecraft worked. This is how the very first Mystics were established...something the mages of Proper Human History have long since forgotten. It's amazing. However, she did not do this to imitate her beloved monarch.
Camelot, the city in Faerie Britain where she used to live. From the moment she saw the portrait buried deep in the castle's library, she dreamed about it, wanting so much to give it shape, even if it may not turn out so well. Under the starry sky, in a mansion no one visited, she quietly wrote the book as she reflected on her precious memories.
And then she finally completed the book.
"The title will be...hmmm, yes, it has to be this."
It is not recorded in the era of the high queen, but is instead a collection of fairy tales said to have happened in the Fae era.
These are the stories a witch experienced by herself, yet who was not her.