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clandestinement2025-02-01 01:32 am
musicdied) wrote in clandestinement2025-02-01 01:32 am
Faerie Conspiracies - for @fifthofthecovenant
The tavern might be in a shallowing, closer to the mortal world than the wilds of Faerie, but the geometries of it are enough to maze anyone who hasn't spent considerable time in those deeper waters. The angles of the space are impossible, directing light and sound so that every table is nothing but a splintered kaleidoscope of colour when viewed from any other table, and from most points on the floor. They can, presumably, be seen from the bar itself - or if not seen, then at least sensed by the many-eyed proprietor and its staff of porcelain-and-silver mannikins. Even finding the table one wants is more a matter of will and certainty than of normal sense of direction.
The little grey cat slips through the maze of enchantment like it's a wide city street, until she finds the table that had been imprinted in the sending-stone at one of her drop points. She hops up onto a chair, and only then flows into a woman's shape, dressed in grey leathers, hair severely bound. Even small and lean, she seems too solid for the space, blood and bone and mortality clear - fae-touched she may be, and gifted, but she's a true changeling child.
The little grey cat slips through the maze of enchantment like it's a wide city street, until she finds the table that had been imprinted in the sending-stone at one of her drop points. She hops up onto a chair, and only then flows into a woman's shape, dressed in grey leathers, hair severely bound. Even small and lean, she seems too solid for the space, blood and bone and mortality clear - fae-touched she may be, and gifted, but she's a true changeling child.