“…Majik”

I’ve often wondered how the magical manages to live in, and around today’s world. In da old days it was easy…stay the hell in the woods, and keep clear of them maniacs with swords.

Now a bit more complicated. I mean our little Faerie, and Sprite pals are around. They keep modest. Locally they turn up working in Libraries…they’re good librarians. As for their traditional work. They still perform Majik. Healing spells, and such.  This in parks subway tunnels abandoned buildings, and places of worship in off hours. 

I mean they do what they can. These are the folks that spread wildflower seeds in spring plant saplings on side streets cleanse the reservoirs, and stuff bio-degradable leaflets about using less plastic in your mail box. 

Well one thing,…

They did stop that Nuclear War back in 1962.The launch orders went out from Moscow then Washington. The Wee folk were ready. They put scrambler spells on the lot of them jets, and missiles,…not one lifted off. How ‘bout dat. They saved our butts never bragged or looked for credit neither. 

Swell folks them Faeries.