Bramblepoint dry eyes, it's no surprise

jr, usually operating in a manner that is more serious for her age than she perhaps should've been, feels the smart of embarrassment in her cheeks at her 'blurt'.

but the word is so foreign and so magical sounding that she couldn't help herself ... and the damage was done anyway. she couldn't backpedal. the ptero was already signed like a flourish of a quill, ink spilling out upon parchment the words she deigned to but would never speak.

bronco describes them as small, unseen things that play tricks. make deals. are proud and easy to offend.

-who?- it likely didn't matter who, for jr probably didn't know them anyway, but it seems important. -what did she do? what did the faeries do to her?-