Hushed Willows silver sparkles just as brightly as gold

He was sober today. Life had been lonely, ever since the day with Ibis and Lenny on the coast... he had gained some satisfaction, lost some innocence, and yet was no closer to his dream girl. The experience with those mannequins was a blurry dream now anyway- just things to fill the Deidra-shaped hole in his heart if only temporarily. He was glad he could not call Ibis' face to his mind now- he felt guilty to have used her as a stand-in anyway. There was no replacement for the one, the only- 

Deidra! He called a bit too excitedly after spotting her delicate figure. The boy had not seen the fairy in some weeks, having been committed to aloneness and wandering. She was a sight for sore eyes, and he paused curiously, wondering what was within her pearly jaws.