So there’s this place called Faerie. No, I’m not talking about diminutive winged anthropomorphous beings that play tricks on the unsuspecting big people. In fact, the term fairy is itself a misnomer, a mistranslation of a line from a poem by Gower that was unfortunately recorded in the Oxford dictionary. The poem talks about a guy-checking out the chicks in church-who is so good-looking that he gives the impression of being one of the fair elf-folk from fairy; the mis-translation is “as if he were a fairy” when the poem actually says “as if he were of fairy.”
It’s a fourth place. Not Heaven above, Hell below, or merry Middle Earth but a place to the side.
A “Perilous Realm,” as J.R.R. Tolkien describes it, that us humans sometimes wander into, and more often than not-find ourselves well in over our heads and in for quite an adventure.
I hope you enjoy.
Numarië,
ECK
