KNITTING NEEDLES, NOIR ELVES, AND
A NIGHT MOST DARK
A WordsWorth Choose Your Own Adventure Story
It was a dark and stormy night in Wimbledon. The Dwarf, Elf, and Centaur mafias had been warring for months when suddenly a buxom elf lady with curly lavender hair and dark skin saunters into your office.
"I've been accused of murder," she says. "My name is Octavia Von Octavia. Will you help me?"
Your cheeks burn hot as you say, "Of course, what's the problem?"
You take the case. Do you?
"I've been accused of murder," she says. "My name is Octavia Von Octavia. Will you help me?"
Your cheeks burn hot as you say, "Of course, what's the problem?"
You take the case. Do you?
