He had found both her and Jupiter, a heavenly picnic box each and they were working their way through the contents. Heavenly picnic boxes can be found all throughout the upper planes of the Cosmos: they have an uncanny ability to change what is inside of them according to the wants and needs of the way-fare-er. It’s a cosmic secret, that one way or another, all beings love to eat - even though you do not really need the provisions for sustenance when going about the upper worlds for ‘energetic replenishment’ is naturally there to draw from just about everywhere.
Eve peered into Jupiter’s box. She had bottled water, he had a silver goblet. She had an egg and lettuce sandwich (which she enjoyed and happened to just feel like eating), while he had clumps of seasoned mango. There were some clots of meat in his box also.
“It's actually vegan (not real) - you can’t get the real stuff here” … he said guessing her thoughts. He continued: “it's a hangover from life as Granoldi.”
“Oh” she said realising a very different side to her once house guest.
“Would you have eaten me?” she asked carefully.
“No … at least I don’t think so.” he said, playfully.
“Where’s your box?” asked Eve to Puck who was tinkering with a bicycle.
“Oh me? not hungry” he said absentmindedly.
He stood up and placed the bicycle leaning against a tree.
“Getting back to what I was saying - have you ever heard of bad fairies? The type that bring curses on circumstances and evil to people?”
“You mean the ones that cause chaos?” She had sensed beings of destruction from time to time in small miseries and upset - and there was an undercurrent of delight coming from somewhere - especially when her internet would drop out.
“Yes, but what I am alluding to are those creatures that are consciously malevolent - not just mischievous or bad tempered - but truly sinister and intentionally harmful.”
“Does such a creature exist?”
“Yes they exist” said Puck grimly. “Those four that were coming to you for free meals were such beings.”
“You mean to tell me that those sweet elderly people were really bad fairies? not even human at all?”
“Well once they were human, but not when you met them. In every one of them the human soul had long gone - they were deceased in a manner of speaking and the fairy took over what was left of them.”
“That is horrible”, said Eve still finding this difficult to comprehend.
Granoldi concurred - “he’s right, I can definitely confirm that. Those four were, well, hobbling drakools.”
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series
“Yes they exist” said Puck grimly. “Those four that were coming to you for free meals were such beings.”
“You mean to tell me that those sweet elderly people were really bad fairies? not even human at all?”
“Well once they were human, but not when you met them. In every one of them the human soul had long gone - they were deceased in a manner of speaking and the fairy took over what was left of them.”
“That is horrible”, said Eve still finding this difficult to comprehend.
Granoldi concurred - “he’s right, I can definitely confirm that. Those four were, well, hobbling drakools.”
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series
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