There are certain kinds of people: ale-drinking people, people who did a little
too much acid in the sixties, people who wear large, warm jumpers and take long
brisk walks in the country. These people maintain that faeries not only exist
but that they are very common. They also tend to believe that faeries are, were,
and always will be a countryside phenomenon much like casual cruelty to animals,
sexual intercourse with sheep and having an impenetrable and parochial accent.
This is, of course, rather wide of the mark.
Faeries have always had a strong relationship with man, darning his socks,
cobbling his shoes, cleaning his houses, drowning him, marrying him and swapping
his children for malformed hydrocephalics as a bit of a jape and otherwise aiding
or demeaning the efforts of man. Faeries do not need our belief to exist; they
need us and the things we leave around.
Like an urban fox or that aerial rat known as the pigeon, if they survive they
will have adapted to city life and found their niches not in tending to flowers
and trees but in crashing computers, letting down the tyres on people's cars
and eating the leftover pizza.
What then, would their world be like as they transitioned, with man, to an
urban environment? How would the traditional faeries of yesteryear alter, shift,
change and cope to deal with this new world? What powers would they have and
what would they get up to?
So, armed with my imagination, a few research books and a hefty draught of
the Postmortem Studios Patented Faerie Sight Potion, I set out to discover, imagine,
and set down what sort of world might exist for faeries today. The fruits of
that labour are now yours to play with.
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