Puck was lying down on a picnic rug at the base of a broad tree with Marley in his arms. Some things are so natural they are effortless ... and loving is one of them.
Sliding back into familiarity was simple for them both, especially as each had held the other's secret and quietly yearned for that same company. It seemed that the past had melted away in this moment and that Marley and Puck had both re-found themselves.
He leant back placing one arm behind his head and said, "The universal salve is salvation".
She crinkled her brow and laughed, completely ignoring any depth this comment might have.
Marley loved the way Puck contemplated things philosophically, but rarely understood what he was on about. She trusted in his thinking all the same.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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| Eric Kincaid |
The Fey could not understand why the mortal world puts so much faith and measure into exterior veneers and the pageants of facade.
However, the mind of the game-world is a place where Mortals invest and project much thought and energy into something that has no parent life behind its imaginations.
It is an activity that is shielded and concealing their inner works so effectively that it cannot be esoterically penetrated by the spiritual beings that look try to look in.
They view the images of the characters in the virtual games as discreetly separated, almost spectre-like, from the real people controlling them.
The membrane of the game veils the connection. The Fey cannot penetrate what lies behind the true and false realities of virtual life and this bothers them terribly - just as a ghost in our world frightens us when it lacks soul.
They are so perplexed and vexed by this 'hollow world' that the beings of the Plant Kingdom would ordinarily have nothing to do with the virtual world whatsoever. Their natures are dismissive of its activity and this therefore was a very rare occurrence for Puck and his team to have become involved at all.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
