"There was an immediate and loud uproar from most of the Mage Elders." ... put the question to the hall for the author of these notes to come forward!... the Mage shouted over the din.Q'land thrust both hands into the air. The gong-like sound was loud enough to shake the rafters. While the general uproar calmed, several Mage Elders vociferously voiced protest."Hear me! Hear me out!" yelled the first Mage. "Read these notes again. If even a fraction of what is written here is true, the. Instead I just trudged onward, feeling the return of my mind as it slowly filled my robotically moving body. By the time I was at the door I was myself again, ready to tell whoever it was that came all the way out here in the desert to scram. ‘Cedric!’ she said as I opened the door. She was much too enthusiastic for my taste, though I guess that happens when you haven’t seen someone in somewhere around six years. ‘It’s been so long!’ ‘Uh…’ I was stunned. Of all the people I thought might. Sound good?” the Fae informed me.“Works for me. How about this, then? Instead of freezing time ... take us back to the past or to a fictional universe. Have us all fuck in some location where it won’t matter how long we get it on, as we won’t be discovered, and even if we are, people will simply revere us all the more, perhaps try to join in with us,” I countered, making the Fae think.“Yes, yes, let’s do that. Alright, here we go!” the Fae transferred us to a spot that I frankly didn’t. "Want me to brush your hair?"I regretted the words as I was saying them. My sister had always loved getting her hair brushed, even as a little girl, when I was the one to do it.　　Back in high school, there'd been a summer day when our parents were at work and she was fresh out of the shower, and then suddenly her boyfriend was over, sitting on the livingroom sofa behind her, brushing out her wet hair. Lia was cooing like an angel bird.I was moving around the house getting ready to go do my.