Together Again

The contents of the hourglass had brought Marley's clairvoyance back into being. It was as though earthly cataracts had lifted and the otherworld had become very obvious again. The room seemed to blaze with light.

Puck had appeared very manly to her standing there when he first arrived. He had come in such a hurry that he was still dressed in his gardening gear- strong leathers, a linen shirt that was woven through with a metallic thread, his long farmer's coat, that looked as though it belonged on a squire several centuries before, except for the scrawling artwork tattooed onto the leather. Tall, strong, tanned and muscular - his meditations had been working wonders these days.

"I never left you Marley. You might not have seen me, but I have been around." he then added, "on the few times you have known me, you forgot me just hours later". His jaw tightened slightly as he said this, but a minute later he could not help smiling as he now sat with her. He was remembering back to when Charlene was conceived, and how generously Marley had received him into her.

Marley thought Puck looked doubly attractive when he would look at her like that. His stare was intimate. It saw into her being, and touched her. Once they had locked eyes for minutes at a time, and she knew, just for a while, what it was like to be him. He was amazing.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series