FINN
and into the forest i go,
So apparently the Fae in the Greatwood do not take well to outsiders. Finn knew this from his research, but was unaware of the extent of their xenophobia. Luckily, he has intimate experience of it now, having been threatened out of the Sidhe Village within moments of arriving. Still, he leaves without any fuss at all - because frankly, his mind has no idea what’s happening.
Whatever magic he prays is contained to his spectacles sees something very different in the auras of the Fae folk. And the Greatwood is Finn’s equivalent of a drug-induced dream, splashing vivid colours across his vision, through the air and on the forest floor, and he can barely separate one existence from the next.
It takes an hour of wandering, in fact - a mildly amusing sight to any watching, given that he is dressed utterly out of place for the woods in a shirt and tie - before he zones back in enough to separate a unique aura from the rest. Adjusting his glasses on his nose, Finn follows the trail, hoping it might lead to the woman he’s been sent to find.
Whatever magic he prays is contained to his spectacles sees something very different in the auras of the Fae folk. And the Greatwood is Finn’s equivalent of a drug-induced dream, splashing vivid colours across his vision, through the air and on the forest floor, and he can barely separate one existence from the next.
It takes an hour of wandering, in fact - a mildly amusing sight to any watching, given that he is dressed utterly out of place for the woods in a shirt and tie - before he zones back in enough to separate a unique aura from the rest. Adjusting his glasses on his nose, Finn follows the trail, hoping it might lead to the woman he’s been sent to find.
to lose my mind and find my soul
