Tag: fae
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-25.02
“Why didn’t you tell the fae behind the brick wall that you are Weaver? Or that you are “Friend of Puck”? Wouldn’t things be settled quicker if you dropped that first?” There’s the name Weaver, and there’s the title Weaver. Those that know me by the name Weaver usually don’t have a lot of expectations…
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So I Gave Her What She Wanted
“Weaver… I know you were sleeping… but… ” More laughter. He waves a thin flat object at me, motioning for me to take it. “You gotta read this! They never learn!” He places the object by my hand and indulges in more knee-buckling laughter. 2,388 words