[UA]: Faeries

[Ian Young]

Rick Neal suggests...

> As the Faerie gains a stronger sense of its own identity in this manner, 
> it begins to accumulate a body made of dust, garbage, dirt, rocks, 
> insects, etc. like the old hardened ghosts described in Tim Power's 
> Expiration Date.

Oh, my.  Very nice, indeed.  In another stroke of co-incidence, just last
night I was looking at the curious accumulation of lint, hair and a dead
hornet lying in a window sill from a winter of neglect, and I was wondering
what sort of creepy nonsense I could make out of this.  You've helped
answer that question (and I've just helped incriminate myself as to what an
abominable housekeeper I can be).

> This also explains why there aren't many Faeries around these days. If I 
> hear a knocking in my closet, I'm more likely to think that it's the 
> water pipes than a brownie. That means the Faerie spirit will also come 
> to think of itself as the water pipes, and, eventually, will just fade 
> away...

Another important element of the postmodern world of UA deftly addressed --
how come I don't see 'em every day?

More food for thought.  Yum!

Gone,
Ian