Life as a full-time Father

"She can't go back - she can never go back,” Puck said solemnly to Goober who was feeding Charley her morning porridge, on which he sailed little rice paper boats, and would sink with sultana missiles.

"But it's her home there" Goober persisted.

"No more than it is here" replied Puck firmly. "She can be raised as I was, and no one ever needs to know."

Goober conceded. Charley was growing more and more faery-like by the day living in the etheric woods.

"Besides, if she develops, she will be able to see Marley when she returns to us. Better to have a mother in spirit than none at all."

They had still not seen or heard from Marley. Puck had searched, but could not locate her - it was as though the link between them had been entirely broken.

He had much to occupy himself with however, and as ever, poured himself into the first matter at hand. Life as a full-time father was more demanding than what he was used to - but it was growing on him.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series