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Faerie magic is strong and keeps their world shadowed and hidden from mankind. Mankind’s technology is also strong. It keeps our world shrouded from the fae. Of course there have been incidents of crossover through out history. This is how we know of faeries, but how much do we really know? How much has been embellished? And how much do the fey really know about us?

We have our stories about the faeries, our faerie tales. Some believe these fanciful stories to be metaphor, warnings to our children about the dangers of a very real life. Many believe there is some grain of truth to these, that there are faeries but the stories themselves did not occur in the manner told.

The faerie also have stories about humans, about human markets where the food is incredibly tempting and about how to protect yourselves from these human beasts. Just like mankind, some believe these stories are metaphorical warnings and some believe in the grain of truth.

The actual grain is this: the stories happened. They happened when the veil between the worlds was torn and, for a moment, the two worlds came together. Then the veil mended itself and the worlds separated once again.

Since time began, the realm of the humans and the realm of the faeries have existed in the same physical space and the same exact time, contrary to the laws of physics. If one were to be able to see into both worlds simultaneously, the view would be of overlapping, but similar images. A building on one side may be a farmers’ market on the other.

In our past, when the worlds were less densely populated, the merging of the worlds in this manner was relatively harmless. But now…

© Ryan Nutick 2010

Cross posted from pokingbadgers.com

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I laid back in the deck chair and looked up at the sky.  The air was crisp and cold. As the sky became dark, the stars started to awaken and shine.  I was facing the direction of the nearby butte as it was almost time for the show.  I had a soda in my hand and the radio was tuned to a local radio station.

Slowly, I drank and waited.

The radio signaled it was time and began playing patriotic music. Right on cue the first of the fire blossoms lit the sky. In time with the music, the explosions filled the air and faded from view, slowly building in number and frequency until they had become a frenzy of fire in the sky.

When it was over, the air was filled with the smell of smoke and sulfur.  The chemical cloud was dense. There was little wind, so it hung over the area like a gathering storm. Little did we know the veil was very thin that night.

Little did we know we’d declared a war.

© Ryan Nutick 2010
Cross posted from pokingbadgers.com

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