Puffin A1 Wed. Afternoon

[grand_fallguy]

After my earlier wanderings, I returned to my bunk, and found a postcard on the mattress.

I looked at the picture. Chinese countryside. T'ing. I debated not reading it.

"Dear Tim,

Your mother told me what happened, please write and let me know how things are.

T'ing"

That's it. no Love, no Sincerely, no Your Friend. Just, T'ing. Okay so it's a postcard, how mushy can those things be?

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[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn was very much aware of Tim sitting close to her and she found that she rather liked this feeling. She turned her face to look at him, pleased that his hand was still on her shoulder.

"I heard you tell Adella that night that you were a grand champion or something?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim snickered. "The official title, is Dread and Puissant Champion of the Fae. They like titles I think. Mostly it involved mediating disputes before they made the mortals uncomfortable enough to exile them again. Though twice now it's meant fighting monsters." you ain't seen nothing yet tim

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"What gives mortals the right to exile the Fae?" She asked in bewilderment. "Monsters? Have monsters attacked you?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"They stopped believing in them." Tim said. "When they came to America, it became uncouth, and silly to believe in such things. And so the Fae got kind of shunted into a place called the leeside. Not long ago they started finding their way back."

he shuddered. "Well Adella I count as a monster. The other one, I fought back home. The worst kind of monster. A human being who did god knows what to children. He got into the leeside and his appearance changed to match his soul."