witchcraft and sorcery

[witchwatcher]

For a brief moment, in a certain part of fairyland there is a tear that leads to the cold sky above a snow-covered hilly forest somewhere in the mortal world.

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[witchwatcher]

Scatter jumps onto her flying thing. "Back in an hour!" Poof.

Meanwhile, Copycat is flying around too, absorbing the fairyland ambiance. It's really quite relaxing, in an otherworldly way. The whole place has a sort of background noise of magic that's not really copyable, but still interesting.

She drops the unnoticability after a while - mana is a finite if renewable resource. She's obvious enough while she's flying around that the fairy Scatter found yesterday will probably notice her.

[alicornucopia]

That fairy approaches her curiously.

[witchwatcher]

She notices. "Hi. Don't mind me, I'm just exploring."

Let's see if this fairy tries to feed her something, or get her name. It's not that Gren doesn't believe Promise, but independent verification is always nice.

[alicornucopia]

"Exploring?" asks the fairy. "What are you looking for?"

[witchwatcher]

"Fairyland is interesting. I'm just seeing the sights."

[alicornucopia]

"Have you been here long?"

[witchwatcher]

Shrug. "A couple days. I've got to go home soon. Things to do, you know." She slows and hovers briefly. "What's your kind called?"

[alicornucopia]

"I'm a glorious brown," says the, apparently, glorious brown. "I'm Luck, what's your name?"

[witchwatcher]

"Call me Copycat. Nice to meet you, Luck."

[alicornucopia]

"Are you here by yourself?"

[witchwatcher]

"Yeah, I guess. Scatter went off on her own, somewhere. Hey, I just noticed, how come you know English? Come to think of it, the other one did too..."

[alicornucopia]

"...Speak English?" blinks Luck.

[witchwatcher]

"You speak the same language as me. Which is weird, Terra has hundreds of different languages, I would've thought Fairyland would too."

[alicornucopia]

"I'm just plain speaking," says Luck.

[witchwatcher]

"...So that's what that is. Huh."

[alicornucopia]

"Do you want some spice grass?" Luck asks, offering her some spice grass. "It's especially nice after there's been a night."

[witchwatcher]

Time for a little lie, to test it. "No thanks. I had some earlier."

[alicornucopia]

"You didn't like it?" Chew chew.

[witchwatcher]

"Not particularly. I think everything in fairyland probably tastes weird. Not meant for humans."

[alicornucopia]

"Huh, I didn't know that."

[witchwatcher]

"Would crackers taste weird to you, I wonder?" She tears open a paper package and munches on one.

[alicornucopia]

"I'm not going to eat that, I don't even know what it is."

[witchwatcher]

"Fair enough. I'd better go find Scatter, she's my ride home."

[alicornucopia]

"Did she try spice grass yet?"

[witchwatcher]

"Probably not. She cares about food even less than me." The crackers get put away (and written off to be burned later, since they're open). Her flying thing lifts into the air and starts to move away.