Pixie Investigation With Mr. Erwin Saunders.

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Our Baby is growing up. 

Doesn't it make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?!


Erwin was all alone in the woods with only the small elusive Pixies and his upbeat music for company.
The world had become cynical and harsh, those of a delicate nature were frowned upon and mocked
when accounts of magical beings were mentioned.

But the intrepid Erwin walked on. Through the ferns and down the ankle-breaking ravines he travelled.
With Pixie-yearning delights in his hand and sweat dripping form his grizzled beard, he soldiered on.
And all the time, he hoped that someone out there was listening.

Rogue Nation was listening. Rogue Nation followed his ungainly journey through the English thickets
and snagging briars. Where the wind whistled through long-forgotten copses and moss-strewn couloirs,
Erwin Saunders' pace quickened because he knew he now had a friend.

Rogue Nation was with him all the way.