Fragile Eternity
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See things? He looked beyond her to the white sand beach where they stood. He didnt think it wasseeing . He felt things: crabs scuttling in the sand, seagulls and terns feet touching the earth. Absently, he walked toward the edge of the sea. As the water brushed his feet, he felt the life teeming in that wateranimal and faery. Selchies mated somewhere to the east. A merrow argued with her father.
Seth concentrated on not-feeling it, not knowing.
Its not seeing, he told Sorcha. I feel the world. Its like the whole time I thought I was alive, I was really barely conscious.
That is faery. More so because you are mine. The Hounds create fear. Gancanaghs create lust. Thats what they feel. She led Seth away from the water to a bit of worn rock. Youll feel all that and other things too. A few of us can feel all of it, but some things will be stronger. Niall feels lusts and fears more truly. Youll feel rightness, logical choices, pure reason.
Seth sat beside her on the rocky outcrop and waited.
The seeing part is different. Her gaze was wary, but her voice was unwavering. My sister and I have far-seeing. She chooses to see the threads to pluck to create disorder. I choose to focus on the inverse. But they areall only possibilities and connections. You must remind yourself of that.
Because Im yours. He hadnt thought about any traits beyond longevity and strength when he sought this bargain. This is all different because Im your son.
Yes. You will have somedifferences from other faeries. She squeezed his hand in hers. But when the seeing becomes too much, you will have time to be not-this within Faerie. You can return to me anytime and enjoy being mortal; you can escape from being a faery, from being of my blood.
What all will II mean, what other changes He struggled to make sense of this added giftcurseas he struggled too to make sense of the flood of information from the world around him. I see possibilities.
She held tight to his hand when he thought to pull away. Your own threads are less clear. It is only be others threads you see. It may be only sometimes. I dont know how much of me you carry inside.
He lowered his head and closed his eyes, trying to block out everything but Sorchas words. The sensory differences dulled to a distant din, but silvered threads of knowledge stretched out like roads he could follow with his mind. He would Know things if he let himselfand he didnt want to. Knowing without the power to change things was enough to make him feel unstable. He wanted to fix the conflict between the two merrows. He saw their threads. The girl was going to leave in anger. Her father would mourn because her death was likely after she left.
How do you endure this? he whispered.
I change what I can, and I accept that I am not omnipotent. She stood before him and looked at him intently. If you werent able to be this, I wouldnt have chosen you. I cant see what youll do now; too much of my essence lives in you. I know, however, that you are quite capable of anything you want to be. You are someone who will slay dragons, who will do feats worthy of ballads.
Seth realized that the gift Sorcha had given him was so much larger than hed guessed. He had a purpose, a true purpose, out here as well as in Faerie. In Faerie, he created art for his queen mother; in the mortal world, he knew the things that could be set right. He could be her hand of order in this world if he had the skills to do so. I dont know how to fight or politics oranything .
Who are your friends? she prompted.
Ash, Niall He smiled as understanding dawned. Niall knows how to fight. Gabriel and Chela are all about fighting. Donia knows all about politics. So does Niall. And Ash. So do the Summer Court guardsI can learn part of what I need from all three courts.
Allfour courts, Sorcha added. But you dont have to do those things. You dont have to become a hero, Seth. You could stay in Faerie, create art, walk with me and talk. I will bring us poets and musicians, philosophers and
I will. Every year Ill come home to youbut thishe kissed her cheekis my world too. I can make things better for the people I love. For you. For Ash. For Niall. I can make both worlds safer.
They sat silently for a few moments. Seth thought about the merrows who quarreled under the water.
If the kelp strands were snarled as if by a storm, woven too tightly for the daughter to leave He stopped as that very thing happened. The merrow daughter was frustrated, but she turned back to her home.
Before he could comment, Sorcha pulled him to her in a quick embrace and said, I need to leave. Go to your Aislinn. Find your place, and if you need me
I do need you, he assured her.
Call, and Ill be here. She gave him a look that was one hed seen often on his fathers face when he was youngerworry and hope. Or you can come to me. Anytime. Devlin will assure your safety as welland Nialland
I know. He kissed her cheek. I remember all the instructions you gave me.
She sighed. Theres no stalling it, is there?
With a small gesture, she bent space to open a doorway into the park across from Aislinns loft. Sorcha was silent as Seth crossed the veil into the park.
Hed had the Sight before, so seeing the faeries who loitered in the park was not surprising. Aobheall was shimmering in her fountain; she paused as Seth appeared before her. Rowan guards stared at him. Summer Girls stopped mid-dance.
Well, arent you unexpected? Aobheall murmured. The water around her froze, droplets held in the air like tiny crystals.
Seth stood, speechless as the differences in perception assailed him. Aobhealls voice was unchanged, but the pull to reach out to her was gone. There was no charm in his hand. Reality was different.He was different. The earth breathed around him, and he could feel it. The sighs of trees were a music that wove among the seeming silence of no one speaking to him.
Seth concentrated on not-feeling it, not knowing.
Its not seeing, he told Sorcha. I feel the world. Its like the whole time I thought I was alive, I was really barely conscious.
That is faery. More so because you are mine. The Hounds create fear. Gancanaghs create lust. Thats what they feel. She led Seth away from the water to a bit of worn rock. Youll feel all that and other things too. A few of us can feel all of it, but some things will be stronger. Niall feels lusts and fears more truly. Youll feel rightness, logical choices, pure reason.
Seth sat beside her on the rocky outcrop and waited.
The seeing part is different. Her gaze was wary, but her voice was unwavering. My sister and I have far-seeing. She chooses to see the threads to pluck to create disorder. I choose to focus on the inverse. But they areall only possibilities and connections. You must remind yourself of that.
Because Im yours. He hadnt thought about any traits beyond longevity and strength when he sought this bargain. This is all different because Im your son.
Yes. You will have somedifferences from other faeries. She squeezed his hand in hers. But when the seeing becomes too much, you will have time to be not-this within Faerie. You can return to me anytime and enjoy being mortal; you can escape from being a faery, from being of my blood.
What all will II mean, what other changes He struggled to make sense of this added giftcurseas he struggled too to make sense of the flood of information from the world around him. I see possibilities.
She held tight to his hand when he thought to pull away. Your own threads are less clear. It is only be others threads you see. It may be only sometimes. I dont know how much of me you carry inside.
He lowered his head and closed his eyes, trying to block out everything but Sorchas words. The sensory differences dulled to a distant din, but silvered threads of knowledge stretched out like roads he could follow with his mind. He would Know things if he let himselfand he didnt want to. Knowing without the power to change things was enough to make him feel unstable. He wanted to fix the conflict between the two merrows. He saw their threads. The girl was going to leave in anger. Her father would mourn because her death was likely after she left.
How do you endure this? he whispered.
I change what I can, and I accept that I am not omnipotent. She stood before him and looked at him intently. If you werent able to be this, I wouldnt have chosen you. I cant see what youll do now; too much of my essence lives in you. I know, however, that you are quite capable of anything you want to be. You are someone who will slay dragons, who will do feats worthy of ballads.
Seth realized that the gift Sorcha had given him was so much larger than hed guessed. He had a purpose, a true purpose, out here as well as in Faerie. In Faerie, he created art for his queen mother; in the mortal world, he knew the things that could be set right. He could be her hand of order in this world if he had the skills to do so. I dont know how to fight or politics oranything .
Who are your friends? she prompted.
Ash, Niall He smiled as understanding dawned. Niall knows how to fight. Gabriel and Chela are all about fighting. Donia knows all about politics. So does Niall. And Ash. So do the Summer Court guardsI can learn part of what I need from all three courts.
Allfour courts, Sorcha added. But you dont have to do those things. You dont have to become a hero, Seth. You could stay in Faerie, create art, walk with me and talk. I will bring us poets and musicians, philosophers and
I will. Every year Ill come home to youbut thishe kissed her cheekis my world too. I can make things better for the people I love. For you. For Ash. For Niall. I can make both worlds safer.
They sat silently for a few moments. Seth thought about the merrows who quarreled under the water.
If the kelp strands were snarled as if by a storm, woven too tightly for the daughter to leave He stopped as that very thing happened. The merrow daughter was frustrated, but she turned back to her home.
Before he could comment, Sorcha pulled him to her in a quick embrace and said, I need to leave. Go to your Aislinn. Find your place, and if you need me
I do need you, he assured her.
Call, and Ill be here. She gave him a look that was one hed seen often on his fathers face when he was youngerworry and hope. Or you can come to me. Anytime. Devlin will assure your safety as welland Nialland
I know. He kissed her cheek. I remember all the instructions you gave me.
She sighed. Theres no stalling it, is there?
With a small gesture, she bent space to open a doorway into the park across from Aislinns loft. Sorcha was silent as Seth crossed the veil into the park.
Hed had the Sight before, so seeing the faeries who loitered in the park was not surprising. Aobheall was shimmering in her fountain; she paused as Seth appeared before her. Rowan guards stared at him. Summer Girls stopped mid-dance.
Well, arent you unexpected? Aobheall murmured. The water around her froze, droplets held in the air like tiny crystals.
Seth stood, speechless as the differences in perception assailed him. Aobhealls voice was unchanged, but the pull to reach out to her was gone. There was no charm in his hand. Reality was different.He was different. The earth breathed around him, and he could feel it. The sighs of trees were a music that wove among the seeming silence of no one speaking to him.
