Samita raised an eyebrow at her question, but didn’t sound at all surprised as she said, “Some of us have good reason to believe that there are fairies in the compound.”
Cindy looked from her to the rest of us. “Like leprechauns or something?”
“Like the Faerie Incursion back in the 60s,” I suggested, hoping that would jog her memory.
“My school barely spent time on the history of anything after World War 2.” She frowned.
I nodded. “Mine didn’t either, but I heard about it.”
She gave a sigh. “I lived in a small town with about a thousand people and even though I didn’t know it, we were part of a cult created to raise the next generation of the Cabal. We didn’t pay much attention to the outside world.” Continue reading Faerieland: Part 25