WENDELL
The veil to the faery village had been exactly where Mrs Stein had told him it would be, which was reassuring. He hadn"t wanted to end up walking around the countryside endless looking for a way to get to Effie"s home. The old woman had assured him that if he went to her, it would be worth it. He hoped she was right.
The village had been bustling until they noticed his approach. Faeries stared at him as he made his way to the centre of the square. He was lucky the village wasn"t very big, it shouldn"t be too difficult for him to find Effie in it, and they"d probably all know her name.
"I"m looking for Effie," he shouted.
The faeries looked between one another, some of them exchanging remarks.
"What are you doing here?" an older man asked.
"I"ve come to see Effie," Wendell rep
