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willysilverSummer was the time when the Seelie had the most power. The sun, the heat, the air, it brought life and encouraged the crops to grow and the baby animals to get bigger. Long ago when humans were more in tune with the seasons these were the days when the bugs buzzed in the heat of the day and tired children slept in the cool dark, unaware that that was when the fae came out to frolic and play.
Fae rarely came to the mortal world so it wasn't often Willy met anyone from home. There was Phouka and there had been Winter. There were a select few Willy could name, but for the most part his summer evening frolicking was for him to do alone.
Tuesday night found him at the Alpha playing for the crowd that gathered. The air conditioning couldn't cope with the humidity of flesh and thirsty mouths downed beers upon beers. And Willy played. Played with an enthusiasm brought to fore by the summer heat and the waning moon.
Willy steped outside and looked up at the sky. Long ago nothing had blocked his view of the moon and stars but now London glowed with electricity and the night sky was a pale glow.
The fae waved his hand and it was as if he smeared the light away, leaving a swath of inky black dotted with stars for him to enjoy.
[I'm going to be slow because new job and fun stuff but do tag Willy! e's on the street, Tuesday night.]
Fae rarely came to the mortal world so it wasn't often Willy met anyone from home. There was Phouka and there had been Winter. There were a select few Willy could name, but for the most part his summer evening frolicking was for him to do alone.
Tuesday night found him at the Alpha playing for the crowd that gathered. The air conditioning couldn't cope with the humidity of flesh and thirsty mouths downed beers upon beers. And Willy played. Played with an enthusiasm brought to fore by the summer heat and the waning moon.
Willy steped outside and looked up at the sky. Long ago nothing had blocked his view of the moon and stars but now London glowed with electricity and the night sky was a pale glow.
The fae waved his hand and it was as if he smeared the light away, leaving a swath of inky black dotted with stars for him to enjoy.
[I'm going to be slow because new job and fun stuff but do tag Willy! e's on the street, Tuesday night.]
