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You are not pestering me.
You’re too sweet. So casual about me dragging you across dimensions.
Any chance to share time with you is welcome. Do not consider it an inconvenience.
Aww. Yeah, the feeling is mutual. If he didn’t live in a place that constantly and gradually tried to destroy humans—as well as vampires—I’d visit him more often. Anyway, focusing on the feel and image of Carson’s little vacation house, I fly toward Idyllwild.
It doesn’t take us too long to reach the mountains. One good thing about this area: it’s got plenty of isolated woods. Well, good for my secrecy. It’s easy for a dragon to land in the forest and go unnoticed. Unfortunately, that also means it’s easy for a creep to murder people and go undiscovered, too.
I’m not too familiar with the area. Finding Carson’s cabin in the woods is a literal needle in a haystack problem. Might have to ask for directions. Well, not so much directions as asking around if anyone here knows Carson. Psychometric visions don’t come with address information, after all. Good chance I’ll have better luck talking to people looking like myself and not a big black dragon. I pick an appealing spot in the woods, swoop down to land, and stretch my wings out, enjoying the break from flying.
Until I can be of assistance again, dear Samantha.
A few more minutes won’t hurt anyone. I curl up on the ground, sharing a little more time co-existing with him. Eventually, he starts to feel guilty for distracting me from possibly saving someone’s life, so he mentally ‘stands up’ in the way people do when it’s time to leave a dinner party.
Take care of yourself, Talos.
I shall. Keep safe as well.
Oh… before you leave…
I explain the situation with Tammy and Maple, then ask, is it true immortals can’t go there?
In a manner of speaking, yes.
Manner of speaking?
How can I express this to you in a way a human could comprehend…?
I dunno. If I knew that, I wouldn’t need you to explain it.
He chuckles.One moment while I sift through your memories.
My head swims.
All right. Your first cellular telephone.
The grey Motorola thing?
Yes. That. Could it access the internet?
I laugh. No. Of course not.
Similar concept.
Umm. Still not understanding. Your metaphor needs some work.
The realm of fey is as much a concept as it is a physical place. An immortal being with a fully contained soul is not receiving the information necessary to enter there. It is like trying to get television on a computer monitor.
You do know we can do that right?
By plugging in an antenna directly to the screen?
Okay, that I understand. No transceiver in the monitor. So, the dark faerie world is transmitting information I’m simply not able to listen in on.
Something to that effect.
Does that mean it doesn’t really exist?
