The fairy realm is like a fever dream come to life.
It is both a densely packed jungle and a wide open clearing at the same time.
The air shimmers with a faint golden glow that makes it look as if the entire atmosphere is charged with magic. Though that isn't too far from the truth...
In the top of the trees, there are a series of huts that resemble homes. Each of them made from wood and some finer white and gold materials. They possessed a dome shape and had wide-open doors and windows.
It seemed Fae had little interest in privacy...
That aside, they were among the most lavish little tree huts that Courtney had ever seen. She counted hundreds at first glance. Her senses told her that it was a poor estimate.
In the deepest part of the grove, there was a structure that was significantly larger and grander than all the others.
A woman dressed in white and silver robes strode out of the opening. Her skin was an illustrious violet color, almost like a jewel.
