I’ve never had much interest in befriending mortals, although I move among them freely. I can mimic their ways and imitate their speech, so I blend in. I’m always looking for a way they can be useful to me, and I always find one. To the Fey, time is fluid, a concept difficult for mortals […]
I have spent several hundred years avoiding humans, but they are damaging our mountain and creating havoc. The water thefts have only intensified my belief that most humans are unscrupulous and greedy. They have no respect for nature or the laws of the universe. Exceptions are the descendants of the Wise Woman, Anna Mae Fields. […]
To say that all mortals are manipulative and treacherous is untrue. Most of them are too stupid to achieve either characteristic. There are a few, however, that excel in these behaviors. I remember Dillon Yates from my youth. He and his cousin, Dan, constantly tried to trick and deceive me. My slower-witted kinsman, Knotch, was […]
When I first came to this mountain, I felt it was a special place, a magical place. Over the years, I’ve seen many strange things here. Although I have no magic, as some here have, I observe nature. Many in my village in Mexico believed in de Hadas, the fairies, and I learned that you […]
The Fey, a magical tribe living on earth for thousands of years, are thought by some to be descended from the gods. Others think they are gods. Most modern people give up their fascination with fairies when they are old enough to idolize rock stars and sports heroes. Some, however, never loose their devotion, […]
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Since the boys’ mother died, I ain’t done too good. I been hitting the bottle, gambling, and leaving young Rob with all the farm work. He’s a good boy and deserves better. I told my boys this ain’t our war, but Billy joined up, and now we’ve not heard from him in months. Both sides […]
When they drug me up on that auction block in Winchester, I fear I get a new master even worser than the old one. Thomas Clifford make the highest bid, and I knows now this the best day of my life. Back then, I never hear tell of Quakers, but they kind people. Right off, […]
When I first met Rob Johnson, I didn’t like him. He had just made corporal and did the sergeant’s bidding, which included robbing me of my deer meat. Ain’t nothing wrong with a man trying to keep from starving. Rob said the Yanks could have heard my shot, but I knew there wasn’t nobody up […]
I met Rob Johnson after the war. The vengeful men controlling Morgan County exacted reprisals from returning Rebel soldiers, and Rob was fighting to keep his land. I could see that he was smart and determined, qualities I admire. After they took Rob’s farm, I offered him a job. My law clerk had left and […]
