Junkyard furniture from every corner of the universe receives an invitation to Nysa . . . eventually.

It does take some time, after all, for a handful of rats and treasure chest with wings to travel to the farthest reaches of all the realms, hunting for castaways who dream of becoming something more.

 

Growing wings and feet or fishes tails is a simple matter on Nysa—assuming your wishbone is in working order.

 

Should it need mending, a journey through Nysa may very well do the trick—as one very disgruntle, little table shall soon discover.

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