Day Forty-Six and Three-Forths
Dear Diary,
Humans mill under the apple trees, filling paper bags with fresh apples. Other parts of the orchard have already been harvested. It’s deserted, so that’s where Dare and I head off to now.
With every step, my heart pounds harder. Humans talk about how you can be deer who’s trapped into staring at headlights. We fae say someone’s been stunned by a will-o-the-wisp.
Whatever example you use, that’s me right now.
Before I got chucked into the ley prison, all I wanted was for Dare to notice me. In fact, I felt certain it was only a matter of time before he did so. That said, on some deep and secret level, I knew a real relationship with Dare wasn’t happening.
Now, things have changed.
For some reason, I’m growing taller and my feelings for Dare a
