Sooner than expected, we made it to the gateway! Fortunately, a gift of music tapes and snack cakes got us past the gatekeeper.

I yearned for so long to visit the Fae. At my grandmother's knee, they always sounded so mythic and grand. After two days in Wyrm Holler, Fearies seemed familiar. Quaint, even. Even the king's castle was surprisingly humble. These Faeries had seen some hard times, which I suppose accounts for their lack of pomp and grandeur.

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