You feel a twisting, wrenching sensation... and then you're standing in a brightly lit glade, trees laden with fruit and flowers all around you. A quick once-over of your body shows you that nothing has been altered, thankfully, but you can't help but feel... disconnected.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"My, my... so many guests today." </span><br/><br/>You look over and see a young looking Faerie man, dressed in silken dancer's garb of browns and greens. Like many true fae, he can best be described as ethereal; beautiful, but alien, with simple hair and features that you can never quite describe. The smile on his face seems to be permanently set there, and his eyes twinkle with some joke he refuses to share.<br/><br/><br/>When he walks closer, you realize that his feet make no sound against the leaves and trees on the ground. That's when it hits you... your disconnection, and his overwhelming presence, can only mean that you have been pulled into a world of Fae creation.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"And who might you be, my dear?"</span>