Skulduggery Pleasant x Esme May - MeetingSkulduggery Pleasant looked out the window at the meadow filled with barely any flowers. He doubted he'd notice if there was any less. Flowers lived in a whole other universe to him. One moment he was thinking how boring this lesson was, and suddenly he felt a sting just above his eye. He looked at his desk and found a paper plane, the tip crumpled. He unfolded it, a sudden sense of curiosity creeping into his mind.Hello. How are you? ~EsmeSkulduggery looked around. Esme May sat at the desk next to him. He'd never really noticed any of the other people in his class before. Even as a child he'd preferred his own company. Though that might have been the stutter. Everyone thought he was possessed by the devil, which was laughable. He'd never considered that, though. Esme May was not too tall or too small. She was slim, with coffee bro
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Winterspell Part 1Her dress sparkled in the dying light as she danced; the snow fell in colours and patterns that made the experience feel like a dream. The shadows fell over her until she stepped into the light. Her eyes were a magnificent sea-green, her hair a pale brown. Her skin was pale, too. Her dress was made of a material no one recognised - except her. The fabric itself was snow, woven finely, and the embroidery was made of ice crystals. The embroidery climbed up the dress, accentuating the aura of authority this woman possessed. The Winterspell.