Lake Lewisia #1198

In his younger years, people had thought nothing of picking him up like a child or a toy, seeing only his stature and not his suit or stubble. Then he had taken a tumble down a badger burrow (rabbit holes being for questing folk much sweeter than the likes of him) and spent a year and a day with fairies who stood no taller than him yet commanded awe and terror. No one expected a little person to turn on them with the cold iron gaze of a fairy king, but they found their manners quickly enough when he did.

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LL#1198