Love's Whimsical Echo

Previously

…Elara looked at the shimmering crock, then at the glitter-covered broom in her hand. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips. She was Elara, baker of whimsical and, as of today, spectacularly disastrous creations. She had a knack for turning disaster into… well, usually more disaster. But this time, she had to try. She had to find a way to reverse the glitter-pocalypse. And if that meant dealing with a furious mayor and a town that suddenly looked like it had been attacked by a gaggle of very enthusiastic magpies, so be it. The echo of love, it seemed, had a surprisingly sparkly, and utterly chaotic, beginning.